Gainful Employment

Thief, beggar, banker, lie Thief, beggar, banker, die You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash Gainful employment but with blood on the cash Scum of society, a leech in a suit Rotten to the core with a heart made of stone The gold in your chest is covered in blood Sweet cries of desperation, the soundtrack to your pleasure Thief, beggar, banker, lie Thief, beggar, banker, die You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash Gainful employment but with blood on the cash From nine to five you abuse rich and poor Everyone deposits into your pocket involuntarily Steady payments, the green river flows But the dirt at the bottom is red Thief, beggar, banker, lie Thief, beggar, banker, die You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash Gainful employment but with blood on the cash Thief, beggar, banker, lie Thief, beggar, banker, die Thief, beggar, banker, lie Thief, beggar, banker, die You do your thing and I do mine, I take out the trash Gainful employment but with blood on the cash