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Drunk as the Pope on a dead afternoon
Minding your business when somebody burns a bank
It's funny how money can go up in smoke
Everyone scarpered and nobody left to thank
Poor little pigs, hear how they squeal
Back up against the wall - how does it feel?
Mambo!
Nothing but pigeons in your Swiss account
It's tough to be chic when you live in a cardboard box
And the radio playing the same old bad news
Jingles remind you your savings are in your socks
Poor little ship, see how it sinks
Being poor is a bore, but damn it, what did you think?
Mambo!
Nobody knows when you when you're down and out
Is it surprising the devil invented revenge?
Ah, but every good captain goes down with the ship
You paid for the movie, you might as well see the end
Poor little rats, lost on the sea
It's another case of better you than me
Mambo!
- Album:
- Trance Top 100, Vol. 4
- Mountain
- International Orange
- The Golden Hour
- The Ponzi Scheme
- Get off the Cross, We Need the Wood for the Fire
- Miscellaneous
- Get Off the Cross
- Ox-Compilation #103
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 143
- Bloodshot Records Sampler 12
- International Orange!
- A Little Revolution
- Songs We Should Have Written
- Psychopharmacology
- The Man on the Burning Tightrope
- Get Out of My Head
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 24
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 115: August 2003
- Clay Pigeons