A Wilhelm Scream

Blood pressure is headed south
servant becomes the master now
the greediest sons of a bitch alive
they came to bleed our city dry
your ashes are dust to us
born to money and fucked it up
the greediest sons of a bitch alive
wont buy us all
backpedaling and preaching
like youre putting out a fire
you practice your pleasantries
while youre draped over the wire:
pardon me, well thanks a lot
we were coming back to life
but brutus couldnt resist the knife
the greediest sons of a bitch alive
shame on us all
but soon we will expose you
for your ignorance and lust
well keep our talking dirty
while we drag you through the mud
well vilify your slanderings
while youre under the gun
a most hideous thing, denial
pardon me, thanks a lot
thanks a lot
[ Pardon Me, Thanks A Lot Lyrics ]