Authority wins
The real people loses
Decisions are made
That a small percent chooses
You're always right
Because I'm under your thumb
Whether you're or right
To you I'm a bug
Easy to squash if I get too annoying
So what you say might be good or bad
But no matter what
What you say will always come to pass
Because you have control
And you own my life
You claim that we're equals
While holding a knife
To my throat
So I meet your demands
Then after it's done you smile
And shake my hand
It's not that hard to understand
Big guys win
Little guys lose
And in the end
You want me to thank you
For my bruise
The real people loses
Decisions are made
That a small percent chooses
You're always right
Because I'm under your thumb
Whether you're or right
To you I'm a bug
Easy to squash if I get too annoying
So what you say might be good or bad
But no matter what
What you say will always come to pass
Because you have control
And you own my life
You claim that we're equals
While holding a knife
To my throat
So I meet your demands
Then after it's done you smile
And shake my hand
It's not that hard to understand
Big guys win
Little guys lose
And in the end
You want me to thank you
For my bruise