T.F.D.P.

Your vanity is the world of the moon
Show biz is now a street gang
Your vanity is the world of the moon
Show biz is now a street gang
When the guy is a fool, she does what she wants
Pay attention, my brother, this woman is ruining you
What she can handle while smiling, you can't handle even while screaming

The fox's scent made the rogue vulture's wife tremble
The game turns I know what I'm talking about
Wake up, strength, strength, intelligence is my strength
And the will to win is stronger in me now
It's stronger in me now
It's stronger in me now
It's stronger in me now

It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch

In the midst of all this I do not deceive you and I do not deceive myself
Not long ago I was a poor bum
I walked down the street without any change, I went everywhere on foot
Ragged and mistreated

Who will open the gates of Babylon for me?
But who will open the gates of Babylon for me?

A bankrupt government doesn't help anyone
Today they fuck me tomorrow they will fuck you too
They're going to fuck you too

Your vanity is the world of the moon
Show biz is now a street gang

It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch
It's all a son of a bitch

It's all a son of a bitch
You son of a bitch
You son of a bitch

Son of a bitch!