Bully - P.O. Box

Hey man, something is wrong in my head

When I see your face on Empty V

I just hate the bird you are

With your wings spread

I realize that you want my vote

Only for your bank account

You want my vote just for your stinky pride

That’s a problem

How many people did you crush by your side?

How many whoppers did you already tell us?

How many promises did you forget?

How many bucks did you embezzle?

Don’t try to get my mind asleep

It’s easier not to think

You want a flock of sheep

A clapometer for your ears

Poverty, indifference, unemployment

No issue, on the other side:

Diplomatic immunity

How many promises did you forget?

How many bucks did you embezzle?

How many tonnes of shit did you already sell us?

Never be manzoni, stay a bully

You’ll never meet us, life is a plait

If I recognize your unsteady gait

— Your brain stains with «bucks» —

Be sure i’ll offer you a broad smile

A cup of lucidity, 0% yuppi

No lucrative one, but sprinkle with hemlock

You’ll stay a bully