Maths, Maths, Maths

[Verse 1]
Please dispose
Of your waste
Keep in mind
The space it takes
Please refrain from leaving seats
The end is near the dead will speak
Too much ignorance is bliss
Fight the masses with clenched fists
With clenched fists

[Verse 2]
He made his riches now this place is overrun by fools
No fairness in this country every suckers bending rules
You can’t afford the upkeep? (Hey)
You pay back every pound
Reluctant owners
Homeless, sleeping on the ground

[Outro]
You’ve got the money
To save the world
But you just keep it
To save yourself