Lyric

Up on the stage, they take the stand

Preaching world peace to every land

Holding hands under the spotlight's glow

But underneath the table, out of sight

They’re counting money in the dark of night

Beautiful words are on a discount sale

Crying fake tears for a tragic tale

But when the camera lights go dead and dim

They lock their wallets, tighten up the chain

And start calculating the next big gain

Oh, round and round this mad world spins

Behind the makeup where the greed begins

Hiding the dirty truth they never show

Everyone’s fighting for their own safe throne

Just a dance of clowns, completely alone

"There is no single justice," the wise men say

Spreading their theories day by day

But at the end of the game, it's crystal clear

Their own green dollars are the only guide

Nothing but numbers on the winning side

Are we the fools for believing the lie?

Or is the theater just a bit too high?

The curtain falls but the crowd wants more

A standing ovation for a crooked game

As they wash away the guilt and the shame

Oh, round and round this mad world spins

Behind the makeup where the greed begins

Hiding the dirty truth they never show

Everyone’s fighting for their own safe throne

Just a dance of clowns, completely alone

What’s the next line they’re gonna say?

"Oh, we do it all for you," they pray

Heh, I can't help but laugh as the night fades away