Time to Kill

I'll be nice to the poor if you are nicer to me
If you promise not to bully the bourgeoisie
Then we might throw you a bone
From our designer homes
We've got time to kill
So it's time to kill

And we'll allow you to vote, but we'll break all the machines
Unless you take back all your jokes about guillotines
You're allowed to stand and fight
But you'd better be polite
We've got all your pills
And it's time to kill

We're disappointed in you for all wе thought you could be
If only you grew up with a life likе me
But that is no excuse
It's just the life you choose
Now you know the drill
Now it's time to kill