The Poisoners - Momus

We corrupted Swiss chocolate

We laced it with strychnine

And said we’d only stop it

For a cool six million

We corrupted Swiss chocolate

And moved to the Philippines

We’ve come to know exactly

What being fabulously wealthy means

(It's beautiful)

And the times I feel guilty

For the children who died

I press my ear to Jenny’s belly

And hear our child inside

A boy or a girl?

A victor or victim?

New life made possible by strychnine

Born into a world of cyanide

They call us the poisoners

But we knew

Being decent and humane

Folk without a brain

Sneezing in the rain

Would never do

We’d rather be poisoners

Than prisoners like you

They call us the poisoners

We got rich quick

But the world got sick

Before we slipped the strychnine in the bar

We’d rather be poisoners than losers

Like you are

We moved to Manila

We golf on the golf green

With all the other killers

Who know exactly what it’s like to win

(It's wonderful)