Ryan Fox - The Puppet Master Lyrics

I tell you who to worship
What fancy things to buy
The life I say you need I have for sale
Maneuvering the airwaves
To perpetuate my lie
My plots and schemes to rule you cannot fail

I am the puppet master
No one can ever know
That I am the puppet master
And I run the show

I threw the last election
I gently rigged the votes
The president has thanked me but he'll know
He's mine to do my bidding
As I hand him fists of notes
He's here to make my ageless empire grow

I deal with the oilman
It's a tricky, slicky field
He'll keep pumping whilst my dollars fill his sack
And though the planet burns like hellfire
The truth remains concealed
Sure as chalk is white and coal is black

I own the guilty gunsmith
Your brother fights my war
I've money hedged on both the battling sides
Sell rifles to the richest
Keep down the peasant poor
Reveling as humanity divides