The Chiselers

The chiselers He is desperate Passed on The 9th richest, bar none The chiselers He is short They are short The Stones are short Mr Grumbly, with a white Ferrari, is short Giving you hard looks In the long long Yeltsin days Get in touch They're skint Relocation due for the chiseler Dry hump, in the hip club Chiseler, chiseler, you're a godamn chiseler Internet The chiselers He is desperate They are desperate One mad, bad, one mad The Arab in Chiselers He is short Pink Floyd are short (Internet) 9th richest country in the world bar none Dry hump, in the hip club Basically Chiselers Chiselers Chiselers Dry hump, in the hip club I try to think like you do Act like you do Try to dress like you do I thought I was you Now you turn around Point your finger at me Say I'm Chilinist You think I'm the pits The chiselers are here And when they appear You know I'll disappear again The chisellers are there And everywhere And now I'll never come here again I think like you do I act like you do I thought I was you I need no persuasion You know what to say The process is clear You are not happy I try to think like you do Dress like you do I thought I was you Chiseler!