Gates

I've got a headache with your name on it
You never ever seem to learn
The suffering heart you make a toy of it
Do you want the world to burn?
 
So you found a way to control the masses, big deal
As your strings were being yanked
Can't see through your black tinted glasses, I feel
Your whole philosophy has tanked
 
But you carry on as if all that matters
Is your money and ooh your power
Conceited jerk the world is in tatters
Your control it's waning by the hour
 
If we ever meet I will slap you silly
To wipe that smirk off your face
Our world isn't a game to play Billy
We will unite as the human race