Mr Raider
Mr vain
Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong
Call him Mr. Vain
Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong
Call him insane
He'd say: I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
Call me Raider call me Wrong
Call me insane call me Mr. Vain
Call me what you like
As long as you call me time and again
Violence Is my tool, political oppression
Is the golden rule
Feel the presence of the aura
Of the man none to compare
Humanity dying
Beg and plead for some wealth to share
Your suffering is no stress to me
you're the ones who are insane
Call me mr vain
For demanding a better life
Basic standard of living
You can wait till the afterlife
Why would I give you it
If I've got nothing to gain
Call me mr vain
Folk are all over the world
They hope and pray and die for men
Like me cause I'm the one
Begotten son that breaks the mould
Like a god I decide your fate
Jesus fuckin Christ of the state
Bumbling fool make you druel
At a food bank, just remember to give me thanks
I don't give a shit about your pain
Call me mr vain
Violence and truncheons the only way
I show my thanks
Austerity and poverty the mechanism
I maintain my stay on the seat of power
This is the hour
Of mr vain
Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong
Call him Mr. Vain
Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong
Call him insane
He'd say: I know what I want
And I want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
Call me Raider call me Wrong
Call me insane call me Mr. Vain
Call me what you like
As long as you call me time and again
Violence Is my tool, political oppression
Is the golden rule
Feel the presence of the aura
Of the man none to compare
Humanity dying
Beg and plead for some wealth to share
Your suffering is no stress to me
you're the ones who are insane
Call me mr vain
For demanding a better life
Basic standard of living
You can wait till the afterlife
Why would I give you it
If I've got nothing to gain
Call me mr vain
Folk are all over the world
They hope and pray and die for men
Like me cause I'm the one
Begotten son that breaks the mould
Like a god I decide your fate
Jesus fuckin Christ of the state
Bumbling fool make you druel
At a food bank, just remember to give me thanks
I don't give a shit about your pain
Call me mr vain
Violence and truncheons the only way
I show my thanks
Austerity and poverty the mechanism
I maintain my stay on the seat of power
This is the hour
Of mr vain
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Writer(s): James Chinnery
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