We all hate you, Mr. Enron man.
Investors hate you more than you can know. Woo woo woo.
God kill you please, Mr. Enron man.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray. You die today. Kennith Lay.

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files.
We'd like to see how much you've helped yourself.
Look around you all you see are really pissed off guys.
You'll stroll around the prison grounds until it is your home.

We all hate you, Mr. Enron man.
The people hate you more than you can know. Woo woo woo.
God kill you please, Mr. Enron man.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray. You die today. So Skilling pay.

Hiding in a hiding place the SEC won't go.
Put it with your LJM and Raptor.
It's a little secret just the insiders will know.
Most of all you have to side with Anderson.

We all hate you, Mr. Enron man.
The people hate you more than you can know. Woo woo woo.
God kill you please, Mr. Enron man.
Heaven holds a place for those who know that you are low. So go go go. Andrew Fastow.

Filing for bankruptcy on a Wednesday afternoon.
After a SEC court date.
Pout about it shout about it on national news.
Every way you go you will lose.

Where have you gone, sir Clifford Baxter.
You shot yourself cuz Enron's mark was on you. Boo ho ho.
Whats that you say, Mr. Enron man.
All our cash has left and gone away. Hay hay hay! We don't get paid.