We are the new Kings Sailing our seas of diamonds and gold We are the new Kings Seldom seen, elsewhere and unknown We are the new Kings Buying up London from Monaco We do as we please While you do as you're told
Fuck everyone and run Fuck everyone and run
Tony, not Anthony …suitably masked Nassau Bahamas, Geneva, Luxembourg …no questions asked Our world orbits yours and enjoys the view From this height we don't see the slums and the bums on the street Or the mums on the game
Fuck everyone and run Fuck everyone and run
We’re too big to fall We’re too big to fail We’re too big to fall We’re too big to fail And when we do… It’s down to you
We’re too big to fall We’re too big to fail Too big
(ii. Russia’s Locked Doors)
We are the new Kings We had the keys to Old Russia's locked doors We are the new Kings Here on the corporation’s top floor If you cross us we’ll buy you and you can retire Your children set up for life Think about it…
Greed is good..
We are the new Kings We sold your council houses, not to you, but the banks Up in the stratosphere - wielding the knife While you said thanks Oceans of money high in the clouds But if you hang around More often than not, it’ll trickle down…
While the diggers of the diamonds we wear, labour underground for dear life On your knees, peasant, and kiss this ring You’re working for the new king
We are the new kings I’ll tell you a tale We’re too big to fall We’re too big to fail
(iii. A Scary Sky)
We saw the crash on the news today …oh boy It changed our lives But did it really happen? Flyin’ high in a scary sky Flyin’ high in a scary sky What’s going on? What’s going on? What’s going on?
I don’t know if I can believe the news I don’t know if I can believe the news They can do anything these days They can do anything with computers these days
(iv. Why is Nothing Ever True?)
Remember a time when you thought that you mattered, Believed in the school song, die for your country - a country that cared for you All in it together? If it ever was more than a lie or some naive romantic notion Well, it's all shattered now It's all shattered now
Why is nothing ever true? Why is nothing ever true? Why is nothing ever true?
Well do you remember a time when you thought you belonged to something more than you? A country that cared for you A national anthem you could sing without feeling used or ashamed You poor sods have only yourselves to blame On your knees, peasant You’re living for the New King You’re living for the New King You’re living for the New King