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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marco Luponero
Marco Luponero
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marco Luponero
Marco Luponero
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marco Lindholm
Marco Lindholm
Producer

Lyrics

One for the money
Two for the gold
Three for the fame
None for the soul
You’ve got your Midas touch
And it never gets too much
Five dirty fingers
Six for the drugs
Unlucky seven
Your face on a mug
And a 100K watch
Ooh, it better be top notch
Look at you, so high and great
Teaching children how to hate
You’re goin’ down
While you still wear your crown
Sapiens, Sapiens
Egocentric fool
Turn your brothers into slaves
And send them to their graves
Sapiens, Sapiens
Try to play it cool
Take away the title
Take away the suit
Take away your so-called friends
And your loot
You’re nothing no more
Nothing but a worn out whore
Makeup runnin’,
Take out the trash
Long gone honey
Gonna kick your ass
Right through the door
Shakin’ on the floor
Homicidal chimpanzee
Extinction is your destiny
Your head ain’t right
You only came to fight
Sapiens, Sapiens
Get out of here
You make me sick
Evolution played a trick
Sapiens, Sapiens
You’re everywhere
Make the world your blood empire
Setting everything on fire
Written by: Marco Luponero
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