Bitches

All these years, all this time
We have been messing with your mind
Dishonest, noble, rad and true
We just don’t have a [bad word] clue

All the humor, pun, and wit
heaping, steaming pile of [bad word] With a smile and a wink
We make believe our [bad word] don’t stink

Rip the system, revolution
Adding fuel to your confusion
Gobble up the [bad word] we feed you
We don’t really love and need you

We just want your cold hard cash
Get our hands into your stash
Now show up, listen, and behold
Finally the truth be told

Chorus:
We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are [bad word] for your riches

My tide and my audacity
Of a handsome crook from Germany
million sheets of patient paper
Chronicle his every caper

You never had us figured out
Lend stature, relevance and clout
Even called us pioneers,
When really we were privateers

You reveled in our plagiarism
Joined into the organism
Your pompousness and indecorum
Spewed on every online forum

How you dribbled, how you drooled
Priceless how we had you fooled
We hijacked your bedazzled souls
For ransom ‘til we made it gold

Chorus
We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are [bad word] for your riches

We’re only in it for the gain [bad word] and drugs, and rock and roll fame
Jewelry, luxury
We are … for your ….

We’re only in it for the encore
We want it all, and then some more
…
… is our duty

We just want your cold hard cash
Get our hands into your stash
Now show up, listen, and behold
Finally the truth be told

We’re only in it for the ….
The … never burns
Can’t get enough to stuff
The [bad word] of avarice

We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are [bad word] for your riches

We are [bad word] for your riches