The iron pimp waits for you to bring him his cash
In a big shinny room with lights that flash
You pull on his arm and beg him for more
And scoop up the nickels as they fall to the floor

He gives you some money
Then he takes it right back
You’re in the red
And he’s in the black

He’s got different faces
But his eyes always spin
And a big empty mouth
That constantly grins

You voted for him
And he’s here to stay
He takes your money
To the pimp far away
Who’s pimping the mayor
And the governor too
And you can’t wait to return
So he can pimp you

All Lyrics written by Chris Codish
All Lyrics are copywritten and published by Little Fortissimo Music BMI