You drive your fast car, all over the town
You got your offices up 50 floors from the ground
You hire your slaves to bid for you
You've got a couple of wives and a mistress or two
And I can't wait to see you tumble and fall
You dodge your tax man, you know all the right lines
Getting fat and fickle on good food and red wine
Writer(s): Brad Heaney, Richard Lara, Grant Walmsley, David Gleeson, Paul Woseen
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