Prong - Pointless lyrics

Hitman's got no doubt about Position in the work place A matter of investment Ridding human excess Dealing stocks and bonds of blood Shotgun dividends But you hold a gun that's smoking So pointless keep pushing Keep shooting so pointless Head full 'o bullets A soul that's been spent That be the pension In bizness dealt with lead Kickbacks and cutbacks They all stab you in the back The bloody palms Primed for greasing