All the people love him All the people want his welfare He knows not why this happens As he treats'em like trash He throws useless garbage to them And they think that it is so great They admire his empire No one sees his exploration machine Good people die young That’s why he is bad Praise Kane, praise the priest Applause! Applause! They hear his words everyday They believe everything that he says Bad conscience, it's for the weak This monopoly is at his hands Good people die young That’s why he is bad Praise Kane, praise the priest Applause! Applause!