A / B / Em9
There's no accounting, For their counting, The numbers, Just don't add up, Should I give up, While my conscious, Slumbers? It's easier, Not to think about it, Because thinking, Makes me nauseous, It's sleazier, To turn away and quit, Since we're sinking, And, quick. Chorus Obnoxious! Outrageous! One for me, And, two for you, One for me, And, two for you? Now, I can really see, What it is you do, And, it ain't, Ringing true. Chorus Screwed us! Did they think, I'd applaud fraud, Just smile and wink? The numbers they fudge, Will be the judge, And, they sure do stink. Chorus Jesus!
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