From my panoramic window
I look down at the bourgeoisie
They're eating up your future
Whilst sipping cups of tea
I spill some hot espresso on your
Shagpile carpet floor
Well it's a
Sucking at you and me
You took the raw resources and
Sold them on as bribes
But in the new republic
We'll relish your demise
We'll liberate Sardinia
It's a rational design
Well it's a
Sucking at you and me
