ginger bread man of wall street

 
gingerbread man run away home
to icing on the cake and lascivious dreams
lavish living has made you weak

soft hands and well-manicured nails tell a tale
of a man used to getting his way in business and life
a bully in negotiations...

you hold all prisoners hostage
file that under passive-aggressive
when sideways smiles count as currency

your flippant attitude towards the lower classes irks me
a soul on loan...exhibit for the heartless
further proof somethings is missing

your money reeks
yes men count as friends
dishonest people bought
little mockingbirds saying what you like
down deep you know it

I think it even amuses you
to watch them jump when you say
yes sir, no sir can I service you?

a high-class call girl to seduce your greed
her profession is deceit
you credit yourself a business meeting
I guess fellatio your darkness
counts as consulting a victim

she is after all...yours

confess you beast its all so boring after a while
the money, the power
it has to drain after a time

suck your life with the thought of losing it all
no one to save you
because you pissed on them all

the lower ranks would applaud your fall
I think I might crack a grin as well