People Magazine Front Cover

Wake up, my dear, wake up

We found a new industry

Investments will pay off

The product's the truth

People will pay for the answers

That we deliver

Why their neighbour's lawn's greener

And the world's in a mess

Baby, we're heading for profit

We'll have no worries no more

We'll be the first on the moon

And we're reaching out for the stars

And we'll be called the people of the year

("That's right!

Rides off into the sunset with your cash, your hard-

earned money!")

Now as we're rich

And we own half of Asia

We'll use our money

To change the world

Baby, we'll reinvent monarchy

We will rule the whole world

You will be king and you'll be queen

Your crown fits so well that

We'll be called the people of the year

("That's right!

And as a matter of fact you know we own you!")

But when we're alone

We are still the same

That we used to be

When we were young

And people won't know

That we've tricked them all

And that we still hide the truth

Under our bed

In our castle