G7 Dick Electro Boogie

Lyrics

[Verse 1] If I were the third world, my ass'd be numb from the fucking Could i get a word in 'fore you slide the fucking turd in? Taken all the G7 dick I can handle Time to go down and bite off the Roman candle Thanks for the aid, now I pay you back triple Business as usual, gang rape a cripple You got the gatt in the small of my back So you wanna tell me where your conscience is at? [Chorus] Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave [Verse 2] Jesus, God fuck it, gotta make a profit Pop it in the coffin marked structural adjustment Check out the scenery, high yielding greenery Can't feed the kids but would you like a cup of coffee? Chemical intravene, fat plantation Where'd you get the shit? Oh, buy it from Satan Just round the corner, service with a smile His first name's Car, his last name's Gill [Chorus] Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave Thanks for the aid, you traders enslave [Verse 3] Another sick pauper, ha, I don't wanna bore ya Got me by the balls, so of course I abhore ya Well I just work here, but I can sympathise Fuck with the world but they cut you down to size IMF are insane mother fuckers Pushers come to shove us with the shit from above us Bad karma, no drama Just try fuck with the Indian farmers [Outro] Traders enslave, dig them a grave The traders enslave, dig them a grave The traders enslave, dig them a grave The traders enslave, dig them a grave