Black Tie Operation I Love Ny
Another day, a power trip,
pick up your check, throw a fit.
How much more will you take?
You’ve got your mansion, suit cut to fit.
What will you do when we burn it to the ground?
I’m tired of working for no pay
I break my back every day,
wish this world had more respect,
less naïve brains to infect.
I will not sit idly by
while priests and politicians destroy
all the things that I create,
hear my songs they’re full of hate.
Another year a bigger check,
just like this state your life’s a wreck.
No remorse for your crimes
when you should be serving time.
And all my money you enjoy
pays the whores that you employ
to do the things that your wife won’t do.
