Lyric Hey Mister

Come together, one and all
And hear what they ve got to say
They re here, to save your soul
And come and save the day

The soapbox is open
As long as you ve got the cash
A quick speech, a photo op
Take the money man, take the money man

Hey mister who s to blame
If you ve got no reasons, got no shame
Your black suit fits you nice
But you ll get nowhere till you
Name your price

They ll tell you what you want to hear
They ll make your problems disappear
Now they ve got you feeling fine

But they won t understand
Unless you speak they re native tongue
Money s the language, where they come from!

Hey mister who s to blame
If you ve got no reasons, got no shame
Your black suit fits you nice
But you ll get nowhere till you
Name your price

Hey mister who s to blame
If you ve got no reasons, got no shame
Your black suit fits you nice
But you ll get nowhere till you
Name your price!

Oh, whoa, oh-oh-oh!
Oh, whoa, oh-oh-oh!
Oh, whoa, oh-oh-oh!

Sign, Sign
Just on the dotted line

Sign, Sign
Just on the dotted line

Sign, Sign
Just on the dotted line

Sign, Sign, Sign!

Hey mister who s to blame
If you ve got no reasons, got no shame (Sign!)
Your black suit fits you nice
But you ll get nowhere till you
Name your price

Hey mister who s to blame
If you ve got no reasons, got no shame
Your black suit fits you nice
But you ll get nowhere till you
Name your price!