The men who rule the world
Have made a fucking mess
The history of power
The worship of success
The king is in the counting house
He's chairman of the board
The women who crowd the courtrooms
All accused of being whores

Money, money, money
Money, money, money

The fleecing of the people
All the fucking time
They call it self-preservation
But we call it a crime
Tented citiеs on sidewalks
Underneath thе clouds
Imaginary neighbours
With plastic cups and paper crowns

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator

Now let's save all of the animals
Let's save all the squid
Let's load them onto the mother-ship
With the elders and the kids (let's go)

Save great works of genius
The birds, the bugs, the seeds
And make it a crime to tell a lie again
And watch those haters bleed

Money, money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
Oh, money, money, money

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my head
All the fucking time

The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator
The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator

The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator
The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator

The violator, hate the violator
The violator, destroy the violator
The violator, hate the violator (money, money, money)
The violator, destroy the violator

The violator, hate the violator (money, money, money)
The violator, destroy the violator
The violator, hate the violator (money, money, money)
The violator, destroy the violator