They ,state, always plan to be the CBC. 
Take from you and take from me with  that old smile from that corruptible tree. 
Call it this or call it that. 
All the want to be is a bunch of fat cats. 
Lie, beg, borrow and steal. 
That is their life and their appeal. 
They serve but one master that we all know. 
And he is the one that lost his glow.