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'' A Dirty Greedy Bastard ''

What the hell is conscience,
how is it displayed,
for the only thing I worry about,
is getting bloody paid.

I just woke up this morning,
what a beautiful day,
I've increased my millions tenfold,
nothing can stand in my way.

I love my life in banking,
like the bear when eating honey,
I am in my glory,
when I'm making loads of money.

I'm really quite aggressive,
in my financial dealings,
I have my reputation to keep,
who cares about your feelings.

I'll tread on toes just to ensure,
that I  maintain my wealth,
I'll use every dirty trick in the book,
my secret is in stealth.

I'm not interested in who gets hurt,
it's got nothing to do with me,
I don't care if I break the bank,
as long as I get my fee.

So stop your bloody bleating,
all I want is cash,
what the hell do I care,
if all your businesses crash.

Because you wouldn't stop moaning,
you've caused me so much tension,
I'll have to live in poverty now,
they've taken away half my pension.

So when you lose the home you're in.
you'd better be aware,
I don't really give a damn,
I genuinely just don't care.

That's what my life is all about,
achieving wealth and fame,
I know I caused untold misery,
but to me it's all a game.

I knew the government would step in,
to save the banks from disaster,
that's why I'm a billionaire,
of opulence I'm the master.

Your banking systems will soon pick up,
it'll be healthy like before,
that's when I will pounce again,
making me millions more.

I do not ask for sympathy,
that's not what one would hanker,
but you've really been too hard on,
this retired city banker.

I'll now bugger off in my private jet,
with champagne I will get plastered,
I'm so proud of the fact I'm known as,

‘' A Dirty Greedy Bastard ‘'


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