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FRAGMENTS OF MAMMONISM
(written 2000/2006/recorded 2006)
("He swore that all other religions were gammon
and wore out his knees in the worship of mammon" -
Ambrose Bierce, The devil's dictionary, 1911, "Mammon")


[fragment one: the business angel]

hi, my name is jack
or bill or john the wack
got some bucks to invest

my life's 'bout yield returns
until my money burns
a game for chosen people

i am the angel of sham of business

i like to speculate
buy firms and liquidate
all spongers wastin' my gains

wages need to be cut
machines replace the mob
i'm not welfare, i need dividends

i am the angel of sham of business

some losers would call me
stinking rich but to me
i could do with a little more

i own two hundred cars
more money than the tsars
and ninety-something villas

i am the angel of flimflam of business

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship of mammon

poverty is to me
a disability
life only gets crowned
when you're rolling in money

[fragment two: the rich heir]

fun to be the heir of
some industrialist
who died off at his desk

father drudged all his life
he never had a chance
to lavish his money

i was reared by a nurse
my biological
parents did not like me

now, in st. tropez my ships lies
now, in vegas pay the peak price
now, big in japan of geishas
i'm at my best
i'm at my best
yes, i'm at my best
when i live in the lap of luxury

recently, i've married
my aristocratic
filthy rich a third wife

the others have somehow
passed away as soon as
they sniffed out my amours

now, some london blowjobs taste right
now, in l.a. crack at first sight
now, the brazil virgins feel tight
i'm at my best
i'm at my best
yes, i'm at my best
when i live in the lap of luxury

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship of mammon

poverty is to me
a disability
life only gets crowned
when you're rolling in money

[fragment three: the exploiter of natural resources]

some square miles of desert sand
that always belonged to my clan
that always were used to go
for a ride with all the camels

anyhow, these square miles of desert sand
turned out to be the future of my nameless me
when i discovered some sputtering oil wells here
on my desert property, and so i became

mustafa, mustafa, mustafa
bags of money, pots of money, i don't know what else to buy
golden camels, golden jeeps and a golden jet to fly
desert is a friend of me
spits resources that are fun to see
billion year old treasure, squeal with glee
give me petro dollars as a fee
for my shopping spree

mustafa, mustafa, mustafa
bags of money, pots of money, i don't know what else to buy
golden teeth and a golden nose and some gold to multiply
luck is black and black is luck
some villages got polluted but
some collateral damages, say what?
unavoidable, not the hell of a lot
for a petro buck

some vast desert sands
turned out just to be
my life's lucky turn
and a shining destiny

this world is hooked on oil
there's a billion junkies here
inject or sniff this fluid
this will make for my career
i got time

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship of mammon

poverty is to me
a disability
life only gets crowned
when you're rolling in money

[fragment four: the content industry]

i cash in on the narrowness and the dullness of the masses
they're stuck in emotionalism and unable to lift their asses
they think it's the rage and the latest smashing hit
no, it's uncounted remakes of the same old shit
i sometimes wonder why they spend so much money
for the records of just a hip-shaking, and bosomy bunny
it's not about art or if pure art is true,
it's 'bout making much money without added value

"stop recording, michael
there is no money in that"

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship of mammon

poverty is to me
a disability
life only gets crowned
when you're rolling in money

[fragment five: the oligarch]

not only power, also money shall be
in just a few hands and not in too many
i somehow happened to become quiet wealthy
let's not dispute, i turned an honest penny
and he who doubts must be a careless zany

i can pull strings to get everything i need
if that's some russian bitches or a good deed
i grease some palms, i have some vassals to feed
the more autonomy, the greater their greed
always keep them down, to what i say pay heed

by means of my money, by my money, i own you all
i own you all

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship of mammon

poverty is to me
a disability
life only gets crowned
when you're rolling in money

i swear that all other religions are gammon
and wear out my knees in the worship...



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