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Oil, War and Money
Hey my king, what are you doing
What's there, your lost empire?
Are we alive, feeling the vibe
What a shame, you're losing the game!
What's the game, who's to blame
People are killed, without any shield!
You need oil, your force will spoil
An entire nation, to a "Taliban" station!
Money you print, that's to be spent
To win a war, to lose that war!
You've won, your empire gone
Mr. Bush, who'll now push?
We need a push, you sucked our juice
You made our nation, a horrible station!
Prices soar, we need more
We need money, isn't it funny?