We are the new Kings |
| We had the keys to Old Russia's locked doors |
| We are the new Kings |
| Here on the corporation's top floor |
| If you cross us we'll buy you and you can retire |
| Your children set up for life |
| Think about it... |
Greed is good... |
We are the new Kings |
| We sold your council houses, not to you, but the banks |
| Up in the stratosphere - wielding the knife |
| While you said thanks |
| Oceans of money high in the clouds |
| But if you hang around |
| More often than not, it'll trickle down... |
While the diggers of the diamonds we wear, labour underground for dear life |
| On your knees, peasant, and kiss this ring |
| You're working for the new king |
We are the new kings |
| I'll tell you a tale |
| We're too big to fall |
| We're too big to fail |