To Lord belongs the lands we lease
In His forests we cut the trees
We own His rain we tax His wind
From farmers we collect the fees

We are the ones who "moved your cheese"
Sucked your blood like the fleas
He who objects we lock in jail
And shoot him dead as he flees

Soldiers defend us like the bees
For us their life pulses shall cease
Child and adult, male and female
We hurt, we exploit, we tease

We run the world as we please
Your income tax we increase
To fill our ranks the criminals
From prisons shall we release