It’s cold and we’re all snowed in Vote yes for the global warming Reaping the things the poor are sowing What then are the polls showing? Who’ll be the superseder The builder of the walls, a great leader He’ll rape us all and say surprise And everything is fine The one who traps the most monkeys in The maze will win The ballots handed did not have all names in You know that? I’m just saying The new world order Keeps fishing in the troubled water Choose me, I will pour more fish in the sea So, I would need a billion dollars to my name? But no validation, no acclaim? It’s like a play, TV-make-up, a toupée The chosen one may dig one grave For the nation, horay! Fairytale for the ones with no hope Human weakness gets explored And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey it’s A fairytale for the ones with the dough And here‘s the happy rending news Told by the one you’ll choose Wait, wait, wait, there is more! All the news your tv’s sending The same news they´re all dispensing One ring to rule them all, who’s paying Where’s waldo, who’s the walrus? Confuse to veil the wrong questions By the only ones with the answers Facts are stupid things No, I don’t need a billion dollars to my name I don’t need a star, the walk of fame It’s all a play, TV-make-up, a toupée The chosen one will dig my grave Hip, hip, horay! Fairytale for the ones with no hope Human weakness gets explored And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey it’s A fairytale for the ones with the dough Turn the page with fingers so So long and beautiful The moon is rising down Your smile is but a frown Befitting like a tailor-made, upscale suit on a clown Things have never been more like the way they are Today in history Sir, you are urinating on me It’s freezing and snowing in new york We need global warming Let’s steel our wills and lose our minds Let’s steel our wills and lose our minds, our minds No, I don’t need a billion dollars to my name I don’t need a star, the walk of fame It’s all a play, TV-make-up, a toupee The chosen one will dig my grave Hey-yay! Fairytale for the ones with no hope Human weakness gets explored And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey it’s A fairytale for the ones with the dough Turn the page with fingers so So, long an beautiful Fairytale for the ones with no hope Human weakness gets explored And the end is the triumph of the poor, hey it’s A fairytale for the ones with the dough Page by page, we turn and fall asleep Then count the only sheep Too afraid to leap In to a ravine It’s not how many people vote And how they vote It’s who counts the votes