Mr. Briefcase

Businessman, green sedan

He sold his soul to reach his goal

Working his way up the ladder

Success is the ends and his lies are the means

Business cards, big cigar

Smiles conceal a rotten deal

Money can talk and he knows it

One piece of paper can make you or break you apart

It's a rat race, Mr. Briefcase

Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase?

What do you keep in that bag of tricks?

Is there anything at all in that briefcase?

If I sign my name, must I play the game?

A deal's a deal, when it's signed and sealed

No time to feel sorry for losers

A cat gets the mouse and the dog eats the dog

Oh, it's a rat race, Mr. Briefcase, oh

Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase?

What do you keep in that bag of tricks?

Is there anything at all in that briefcase?

Ow

A businessman, shake my hand

Tell me lies, but hide your eyes

Hang on real tight to your briefcase

If you should lose it, you'll have to stand naked like me

It's a rat race, Mr. Briefcase

Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase?

What do you keep in that bag of tricks?

Is there anything at all?

Oh, it's a rat race, Mr. Briefcase, oh

Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase?

What do you keep in that bag of tricks?

Is there anything at all?

Is there anything at all?

Is there anything at all in that briefcase?