ABBA Week, Day 4: Crony, Crony, Crony (Song reminder of the government culture and sung to the tune of “Money, Money, Money”[1])

By Siesta-friendly

They scheme all night, they plot all day, to pocket all the tax we pay
Makes us sad
And even if we make a fuss there’s still no money left for us
Makes us mad!
In their dreams they have a plan
To become much wealthy men
They have no care for all our fate ‘cause they can easily migrate …

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government
In the government

Men like them easy to trace but never quite easy to chase
Makes us sad
And they want everything for free all paid for by the treasury
Makes us mad!
They must leave, They have to go
Otherwise we’ll be more poor
And be indebted ‘til the end even our great grandchildren …

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Crony, crony, crony
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government

Crony, crony, crony
Always hungry
Taking what they can
Crony, crony, crony
Always happy
Carrying out their plan
Aha-ahaaa
All the things that they do
To get every bit of money
In the government
In the government

[1] ABBA. “Money, Money, Money”. Arrival. Polar Music, 1976.

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