Panama Papers

Hide this for me will you
Make sure no one can see
I know it will be difficult
I can tell from the size of your fee

As half the world is going hungry
And half the world goes to war
Set up this fake beneficiary
So that I can keep more of my score

Help me keep all of my money
In return I’ll let you have some
Just make sure my voters don’t find out
Or they’ll be playing my funeral drum

Clean the blood off all these coins
Remove the stench of death from all of these notes
Keep the story out of the Panama Papers
And we’ll keep stealing from these poor unfortunate jokes