This is a new version of this old song with different vocals, guitars and drums.
CORPORATE DOGS
Lyrics: John "Ace" Williams
Vocals: Stoman (Synthesizer-V "Saros")
Guitars: Timothy Reid
Bass: Alberto P.
Drums: Alex Zulaika
Fat cats gather in a board room to talk about developments
The news is a shock an everyone's in panic mode
Armed with facts from a man they pay in the government
A message has arrived written in secret code
Some little man in a workshop wants to change the world
A foolish little man screwing up the status quo
Remember the story of the fisherman who found the pearl
Gentlemen, that's how low we're prepared to go
Are there no rooms in Heaven for the corporate dogs?
No there are no rooms in Heaven for the corporate dogs
Hell won't have them cause the devil's got his own backlog
So they put 'em out back where the angels feed the hogs
Somewhere lives a man who works for the government
A civil servant who does only serve himself
On a password account he accesses on the internet
A nice, little cheque awaits him for his help
A call gets placed to a law firm off in a foreign land
An account is made and money gets shuffled in
A throw-away phone makes a call out to a hidden man
The game gets changed so the corporation wins
Are there no rooms in Heaven for the corporate dogs?
No there are no rooms in Heaven for the corporate dogs
Hell won't have them cause the devil's got his own backlog
So they put 'em out back where the angels feed the hogs
There is a man who we can trust
He always does what he knows he must
Details have already been discussed
He's promised to deliver these plans to us