Work hard every day - because I've got to eat

And every day the politicians recline in the seat

Of the government corruption and the

Political waste. The fruits of my labor

I never get to taste

Let the blood of the pigs run red down the Capital steps

Left me with nothin'

Politicians gettin' fat and I can't even pay my rent

Left me with nothin'

While the cold war wages on

In the houses of government

Civil servants sitting so high on the hog

While the rest of us are forced to fight for

Scraps like a dog

In the Cabinet right were they told us before

Why in this place do I feel like such a whore?

Let the blood of the pigs run red down the Capital steps

Cold war in the city states

Elected officials still get paid

For runnin' a system that doesn't have

Anything to do with them.