Lyrics:
Please clean your plate dear
The Lord above can see you
Don't you know people are starving in Korea
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles
Kindergarten people, they use them, they need them
The over-indulgent machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool them
'Cause they looked just like humans
At Kresge's and Woolworth's
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Rats in batallions were ruling the street scene
Generation landslide
Closed the gap between 'em
And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Militant mothers hiding in their basements
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs
While Mother's Lib burned birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out till five doing banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Please clean your plate dear the Lord above can see ya
Don't you know people are starving in Korea
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles,
Kindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'em
The over indulgent machines were their children
And there wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em
Cos they look just like humans at Kresge's and Woolworths
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in batallions were ruling the streets and
Generation landslide, close the gap between them
And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
La da da da daa
Militant mothers hiding in the basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink highchairs
While mothers' lib burns birth certificate papers
And dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out til 5, doing banker son's hours
But she owns a Mazarotti that's a gift from his father
Stop at full speed, at 100 miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
La da da da daa
No one gives an oink about prom night or football
Cos just getting home from school safe is a gamble and a blessing
Girlsies play with girlsies and boysies with boysies
Bored with one another, like old broken Christmas toysies
Kids are all hot and their parents so are noisy
And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived those billion dollar babies
Militant mothers hiding in their basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets.
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs,
While Mothers' Lib burns birth certificate papers.
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer,
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance.
Then he moved into property, stocks and shares,
Spiv: And into high finance and you've got to agree
That running a multi-million corporation
Sure beats selling cars second-hand.
It's not high finance, it's called heart and soul
If it's rock and roll, got to go, go, go, go, go
Gonna keep moving on up to the higher ground
Gonna keep on moving on up, I got to stand my ground
Gonna keep on moving on up, I want to stick around
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Call me raincheck in the afternoon
Call me raincheck, need a shot of rhythm and blues
Call me raincheck, on a golden autumn day
Call me raincheck, I won't fade away, I won't fade away
I don't fade away, I don't fade away, unless I want to
Can't take my love away, ah 'cause it's here to stay
If it fades away, come back another day
Gonna keep on moving on up to the higher ground
Gonna keep on moving on up, I want to stick around
Gonna keep on moving on up, oh gonna stand my ground
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Won't let the bastards grind me down
My name is raincheck in the afternoon
My name is raincheck, need a shot of rhythm and blues
My name is raincheck, on a golden autumn day
My name is raincheck, and I don't fade away, I don't fade away
I don't fade away, I don't fade away, unless I want to
Move it up, move it up, move it up, move it up
Move it up, move it up, move it up, move it up
Move it up, move it up, move it up, move it up, move it up
Grind me down, grind me down, grind me down
My name is raincheck in the afternoon
My name is raincheck, need a shot of rhythm and blues
My name is raincheck, on a golden autumn day
My name is raincheck, and I don't fade away, I don't fade away
I don't fade away, I don't fade away, unless I want to
Put on your dancing shoes, dance away your blues
When I'm feeling like this, I got nothing to lose
want to keep on moving on up to the higher ground
want to keep on moving on up and I'll stick around
want to keep on moving on up, got to stand my ground
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Won't let the bastards grind me down
Oh, won't let the bastards grind me down
My name is raincheck in the afternoon
My name is raincheck, need a shot of rhythm and blues
My name is raincheck, on a golden autumn day
My name is raincheck, and I don't fade away, I don't fade away
I don't fade away, I don't fade away, unless I choose
I choose, I choose, I choose
No, I don't fade away, I don't fade away, I don't fade away
Unless I choose, I choose, I choose
I choose, I choose, I choose
I choose, I choose, I choose
I choose, I choose, I choose
I choose, I choose, I choose
No, I won't fade away, I won't fade away, I don't fade away
Unless I want to
""The Caesars Palace Coup"" takes you deep into the world of high finance, shedding light on the power dynamics, egos, and greed that can shape the fate of iconic institutions.
Or is it getting out of hand
Riots,killing in the streets
Over the color of a man
Everybody looks the same
With their head stuck in the hand
Every one looks the same
'til you see where they stand
Reactionary politics
Are the order of the day
It makes me really sick to
See the poor,treated this way
Caviar and limousines
High finance and jelly beans
Decorate the east wing California modern,
It' great to be the king
Did you see the demonstrations in another land
Over weapons annihilation care of Uncle Sam
The stock market does not reveal
The arms that they have sold
Half the world can't get a meal
The war is getting cold
A bushel or a barrel
Neither can be saved
You feed your beef with wasted wheat
To dominate your crave
Can you hear the foreign voices
Can you understand?
That's crazy
Mama need black Mercedes and a ring like Brady
Show me that contract
I need that cash advance
Let's make a deal
I'm talking bout high finance
I think I'm box office
Bigger than stock profits
Hotter than hot topic
Go deeper than deep pockets
Yeah
Inner city life, inner city pressure
The concrete world is starting to get ya
The city is alive, the city is expanding
Living in the city can be demanding
You pawned everything, everything you owned
Your tooth brush jar and a camera phone
You don't know where you're going
You cross the street, you don't know why you did
You walk back across the street
Standing in the sitting room
Totally stint and your favorite jersey is covered in lint
You want to sit down but you sold your chair
So you, you just stand there, you just stand there
(You just stand there)
Inner, inner city, inner city pressure
Counting coins on the counter of the 7/11
From a quarter past six 'til a quarter to seven
The manager, Bevin, starts to abuse me
Hey man, I just want some muesli
Neon signs, hidden messages
Questions, answers, fetishes
You know you're not in high finance
Considering second hand underpants
Check your mind, how'd it get so bad?
What happened to those other underpants you had?
Please clean your plate dear
The Lord above can see you
Don't you know people are starving in Korea
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles
Kindergarten people, they use them, they need them
The over-indulgent machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool them
'Cause they looked just like humans
At Kresge's and Woolworth's
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in batallions were ruling the streets
Saying generation landslide
Closed the gap between them
And I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Militant mothers hiding in their basements
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs
While Mother's Lib burned birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out till five doing banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em
But I laughed to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
This is mood de-control
Saying pay more attention
For free speech is high finance
Possible funkability?
Ho, Let the funk begin
Do anybody have change for funk?
Where'd you get your funk from?
Cover girls line the windows you walk by
Selling more than you're able to buy
High-finance and romance unified
Hear the television cry
"Open up your eyes"
All around the world
It's all about a girl
We're drowning in the noise
Of another song for boys
In our time, happiness has been defined
As a new rendezvous every night
Held up by loneliness and candlelight
In the place where romance died
Open up your eyes
All around the world
It's all about a girl
We're drowning in the noise
Of another song for boys
I'm not listening
Yeah, so last summer
I left my old job to become the CTO at a hedge fund in the city where I live
Wherever that is.
I was a little nervous about the move
Since high finance is way down on my list of interests
And high finance people have never really been my cup of tea.
He eyed Hermès with a golden glance,
Dreaming big in a high finance dance.
With LVMH, he paved his way,
A titan in the luxury fray.
His empire grew, wide and vast,
In the realm of the upper-class cast.
In a world of luxury so bold and grand
Bernard Arnault took a daring stand
He eyed Hermès with a golden glance
Dreaming big in a high finance dance
With LVMH he paved his way
A titan in the luxury fray
His empire grew wide and vast
In the realm of the upper-class cast
Rise up dream big the story's told
Of a man whose ambitions were bold
From Paris streets to the glittering lights
Bernard Arnault's dreams took flight
With a strategy shrewd a move so sly
He reached for Hermès aiming high
Equity swaps the secret key
In shadows he moved quietly
But the market stirred the secret out
Hermès' fortress strong stood without doubt
A family united shares locked tight
Ensured their legacy continued right
Rise up dream big the story's told
Of a man whose ambitions were bold
From Paris streets to the glittering lights
Bernard Arnault's dreams took flight
Through trials and tests the battles fought
Lessons learned and wisdom sought
In the world of luxe the stakes are high
But the dreams of dreamers never die
For fifty-four years he worked hard
On five foul factory flaws
Boredom ranking low on his list of fears
Though they say his tears they cried dry tears
He's no teenager
He's a real neat rager
He's got trust encrust in lust
Though his high finance is low low low
He may look like a heavy metal dealer
But out on the road he's a true freewheeler
He is an buddhist saviour
He is an christian aider
He is an buddhist saviour
He is an christian aider
Something in the city or a name at Lloyds
Networking yuppies and the same old boys
Safe in glass houses of high finance
Now there's a change of circumstance
Walls of jericho tumble down
The river floods into the underground
You can't buy your way out of this one
It's the great fire of london ,the great fire of London
Ruthless and Godless material men
Making damn sure the meek inherit nothing
You looked down your noses at the waifs and strays
And pissed on the homeless in shop doorways
A monument to a world gone wrong
Feeds the inferno till kingdom come
The first are last, there's nowhere left to run
From the great fire of London,the great fire of London
Burn down London,London burn down
Corpses at smithfield where martyrs burned
Political deaths because you never learn
Millions die to enrich the few
You screwed the world ,
Now the world screws you
You're old enough to know better
Chasing the change as it rolls away
Another would-be Trump
Shaking her old tin cup
For a bone
You want that honey
So clock the honeycomb
You're loose enough for loose lucre
But you can't cash out if you don't get paid
A shameless corporal sop
A faulty kind of clock
And no home
You want that honey
So clock the honeycomb
Ambrosial visions of the honeycomb
Held by a god to your lips
Another chapter from an ancient tome
How honey's hard to resist
You're lithe enough to slink lower
Till your back gives out and it's all made plain
Your lips are honey-sopped
Straight from the honeypot
Honeybee
So drool that honey
And slur your oil-smooth speech
Ambrosial visions of the honeycomb
Held by a god to your lips
Another chapter from an ancient tome
How honey's hard to resist
You played at high finance
Fellated and romanced
But I could still buy you and your dog too
You took as your credo
Every bromide they'd feed you
But I know the truth and so do you
You
You
You
Black Skies here
Everywhere you go
Stranded here
In a new third world
Shoeshine shitfaced
Chemicals stored
Day by day
Its own reward
Little lord Fauntleroy of high finance
Knows this doesn't apply to him
Just a revenge fantasy
Washed away with bubbly
Who owns you—your boss or your money?
The alley ways; the drug houses,
and then see ya, heavens gate.
The Wall St. businessman, high finance,
has been diving into the cocaine gunpowder.
It makes him feel in control,
his life feels like it's so much more.
This is mood de-control
Saying pay more attention
For free speech is high finance
Possible funkability?
Ho, Let the funk begin
Do anybody have change for funk?
Where'd you get your funk from?
They gotta war for oil, a war for gold
A war for money and a war for souls
A war on terror, a war on drugs
A war on kindness and a war on hugs
A war on birds and a war on bees
They gotta a war on hippies tryin' save the trees
A war with jets and a war with missiles
A war with high seated, government official
Wall street war, on high finance
A war on people who just love to dance
A war on music, a war on speech
A war on teachers and the things they teach
A war for the last 500 years
War's just messin' up the atmosphere
A war on Muslims, a war on Jews
A war on Christians and Hindus
A whole lotta people just sayin' kill them all
They gotta a war on Mumia Abu Jamal
The war on pot, is a war that?
I accept, RIP
High ass finance, dealing with my silence
All this is my romance
Slow dance with the devil on my shoulder
Feel I'm getting older
No one here to boulder
Be my rock and hold me down, I've been out of town
Stuck here in my head, it play's a funny game (Funny game)
Spiritually sound, feel no one around, but God didn't let up and I'm feeling unashamed (Unashamed)
I've spent too many years undercover
Watch me be another version of myself
Heart up on the shelf, my mind is somewhere else (Somewhere else)
Damn rip lol
Damn rip lol, yeah
Damn rip lol
RIP
Damn rip lol
How you gonna lie when you're on my shelf (Oh, damn)
Damn rip lol
RIP to me
No one noticed, I was losing focus
All the people around me said they couldn't help me
I'm not a savage, what we went though is tragic
I just needed love, I didn't need no magic
Just know the ones you love will always leave you on your own if they're lying about loving you from the get go
I feel like my heart was just an echo (Heart was just an echo)
I love you, repeating, then leaving
Damn rip lol, lol
Damn rip lol, lol
Damn rip lol
RIP
Rest in peace to my sanity
To my clarity, RIP
High ass finance, dealing with my silence
All this is my romance
Slow dance with the devil on my shoulder
Feel I'm getting older
No one here to boulder
Be my rock and hold me down, I've been out of fucking town
Stuck here in my head again
It play's a funny game of falling
Yeah
You had been 15 at my birth
Rock n roll conquered the earth
And took possession of your heart
The passion grew, you founded a band
And your guitar was second hand
But dreams were bigger than ever before
You were my hero and my king
I copied each and every thing
I followed every step you ever took
Oh brother
You 'r more than just a brother
Your smile brings back my mother
She's proud about each note we sing
Oh brother
We ever needed each other
In a way you are my father
Your songs defined my destiny
The years went by, I've got a chance
Between PCs and high finance
But you were there to save my soul
I did not understand your skills
You were resistant against all thrills
Of might and greed and money
You were my hero and my king
I copied each and every thing
I followed every step you ever took
Oh brother
You 'r more than just a brother
Your smile brings back my mother
She's proud about each note we sing
Oh brother
We ever needed each other
In a way you are my father
Your songs defined my destiny
You sparked the fire
The strong desire
Thank you brother
Oh brother
You 'r more than just a brother
Your smile brings back my mother
She's proud about each note we sing
Oh brother
We ever needed each other
In a way you are my father
Your songs defined my destiny
Oh brother
Oh brother
Oh brother
My dear brother
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