all i wanted was a home and a roof over our heads somewhere we could call our own feel safer in our beds there was a storm of money raining down it only touched the ground with a loan i took i can t repay and the crock of gold you found at every trough you stop to feed with your arrogance your ignorance and greed i never was a cautious man i spend more than i m paid but those with something put aside are the ones that you betrayed with your bonuses and expenses you shovelled down your throats now you ve bit the hand that fed you dear god i hope you choke at every trough you stop to feed with your arrogance your ignorance and greed you re on your yacht we re on our knees for your arrogance your ignorance and greed toxic springs you tapped and sold poisoned every watering hole your probity you exchanged for gold working man stands in line the market sets his price no feather bed no golden egg no one pays him twice so where s your thrift and your caution your honest sound advice you know you dealt yourself a winning hand and loaded every dice  at every trough you stopped to feed with your arrogance your ignorance and greed i pray one day we ll soon be free from your absolute indifference your avarice incompetence your arrogance your ignorance your greed