The bank will take your land, man; The mill will wreck your hands, man
And we all know where good intention leads
Why can’t nobody see, sir; What’s obvious to me, sir
That all the world is run on Monstrous Deeds
My friend if you’ve a passion for all of the latest fashion
I’ll point you toward decadence and sin (Show me all that decadent sin!)
The preachers, can’t defeat ‘em, the virtues (never beat ‘em)
It strikes me our best chance is joining in
You’ll find the proper action won’t bring you satisfaction
I’ll share with you a secret I have found (Show me all the secret’s you’ve found!)
Kind words won’t win you quarrels and no one (Cares for morals!)
It’s wickedness that makes the world
Too many take the upright route, To try and save some face
Seems to me that monstrous deeds must be our saving grace

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