I'm Gonna Take You Down - Magna Carta

Pick up your offer don’t mess with me

you’re the kind of man I don’t wanna be

with your plastic smile like a false bouquet

nobody speaks 'til you’ve had you’re say

ah!

you’d better start saving for a rainy day

'cause I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

Oh!

you’ve had your run, I think you know

you’re not too sure where the wind’s gonna blow

the money’s made, you won’t say how

but you’d squeeze the milk from a sacred cow

and it’s alright if you don’t look now

'cause I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

Take you down and show you

what you’ve been somehow missin'

when no one counts the money

and the table’s often dry

and the scarecrows in their tatters

drink your health in dust and ashes

and the children of your empire

can’t even see the sky, see the sky

I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

Build your tower and build it fast

and pray that all you’ve got will last

for the time will come when your blood runs cold

and all you have is your worthless soul

and the mirror tells you’re growing old

and I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down

I’m gonna take you down