Mr baggins and the squid

 The charity and cartel dated for a few years
wax filled ears and fat clumsy hands
sovereignty is salty to the tongue
Charity sexy and flirty throws herself on the cold tile

The Cartel criticizes her as the blood blends with lipstick
charity dancing for money 
squatting and bending laundering
illiterate agents squandering it

The Cartel protecting the old league of forest burning
petrol pumping bureaucratic family value thugs
over running the rural ethnic
Charity with her blindfold on and legs in the air

Cartel with the failsafe socialwelfare for the ambitionless
humble useless masses on the back of the tit
Like an oversized piglet
Religion packing their tightly worn diapers

Their unhappy marriage of dirty charity
and her man the brainless cartel distributor
Motorbike parades and noise against gays
Cartel teases charity before they forget all their sins
to soil themselves physically nd spiritually in carnaval bliss

Embezzle me here says charity
and pledge loyalty to the family says cartel
as they pretend socialism and conservatism

In a world dominated by efficiency and sophistication
You lick the simplicity from the slum wall
where a brain numbing fungus interrupted cognition
Where the Land of Brazil must rise
Charity left grease the slide down with your corruption
Cartel right forfeits the value and sabotages the institutions