Oh, you’re just a boy, a little banker boy
Everything’s a game, and everyone’s your toy
While everyone was sleeping, dreaming dumb-ass dreams
You’re praying to gods who are meaningless to me
You’re preying on the weak and those who don’t believe

Oh it’s just a game, a silly little game
Everyone’s a fool so you don’t take any blame
With entitled narcissism, you speak courageously
You’re praying to gods who are meaningless to me
You’re preying on the weak and those who don’t believe

Oh, it’s nothing but Fake money
Yeah, it’s nothing but fake money

We’re just a bunch of fools, stupid little fools
In a condescending voice, you explain us the rules
So share with us your wisdom about how it’s going to be
You’re praying to gods who are meaningless to me
You’re preying on the weak and those who don’t believe

Oh, you’re just a boy, a brazen little boy
When everything’s a battle, there’s tactics to deploy
Standing while you’re sleeping, you’re always on your feet
Winning’s in your religion, the altars where you preach
You’re praying to gods who are meaningless to me
You’re preying on the weak and those who don’t believe

Remember, it’s nothing but fake money
Yeah, it’s nothing but fake money
And you’re some cowboy at high noon
You’re playing a board game up in a board room

Remember, it’s nothing but fake money
Yeah, it’s nothing but fake money
And you’re some cowboy at high noon
You’re playing a board game up in a board room

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