Big Six
The big six take all that they can
they're not caring
they take too much ,won't admit that its such
they're not sharing
If you can't pay it all,they don't care if you fall
Into debt that's all of their making
For profits the be all and end all
The destruction of the planets a small call
For those that don't care bout tomorrow
for their children and ours there's no sorrow
They're just on the take for whatever they make
and they don't mind leaving a hell hole
For they think that their profits will save them
when the whole world's been fked by their breed
And the peasants can starve
they don't do things by half
Cause they'll happily gorge on their greed
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