Eskirama - Who Run the World? Lyrics

Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world?

Just the other day I bought a book on leadership
I thought maybe at this point I might try it
From the opening page well I found it quite appalling
Luck favors the brave so why don't you go all in?
Never mind the masses who are humbly toiling on the ground
And that's how I have found that

Who run the world? (Cunts)
Compassion's out of fashion
And good will's only served in rations
The meme and the extreme would seem the themes of our time
Overreaction is a passion
And the media seed and feed the action
Til every mentally idle's Bible's soaking and white
And it's a
Lesson told right through the ages
Human beings don't belong in cages
Its greed and its creed that explain this
Apathy as our climate changes
I've rubbed shoulders with Bogota's elite
Whilst millions starve on potholed streets
I've been all around the world and it seems to me
That those in power are a peculiar breed

Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world? (Cunts)
It's feast or famine, it's boom or bust
Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world? (Cunts)
The pious beat the science in this game of misplaced trust

Meanwhile
Over on the left, common sense so oft bereft
It's neglecting of perspective and intellectual incest
"I've developed an obsession stressin' my identity
Did I forgot to mention this is all about me?"
From online haunts to uni dorms the woke are promoting gibberish
And the world's most privileged people are complaining of others' privilege
"I believe in social justice and I'm here to fight the fight
Just watch me tweet this person who said something I don't like!"
And on the same torn streets here in Bogota
A revolutionary's looting his neighbour's car
An irony strikes me as I rush on past
That even the left is shouting me not us

Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world? (Cunts)
It's heated emotions, and frozen tongues
Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world? (Cunts)
Dogmatic moral panic is the new flavour of the month

There are no saviours in this maddened rush
With its echo chambers and their misplaced trust
When every option reads the doctrine of "me not us"

Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world? (Cunts)
Who run the world, who run the world, who run the world?
Cunts