Running The World

Well did you hear, there's a natural order Those most deserving will end up with the most That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top Well I say, "Shit floats" If you thought things had changed Friend, you'd better think again Bluntly put, in the fewest of words: Cunts are still running the world (x2) Now the working classes are obsolete They are surplus to society's needs So let 'em all kill each other And get it made overseas That's the word, don't you know From the guys that's running the show Let's be perfectly clear boys and girls Cunts are still running the world (x2) Oh feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails Find a school near the top of the league In theory I respect your right to exist I will kill you if you move in next to me Ah, it stinks, it sucks, it's anthropologically unjust Oh, but the takings are up by a third, oh so Cunts are still running the world (x2) The free market is perfectly natural Do you think that I'm some kind of dummy? It's the ideal way to order the world "Fuck the morals, does it make any money?" And if you don't like it, then leave Or use your right to protest on the street Yeah use your right, but don't imagine that it's heard Cunts are still running the world (x6)