we are sorry mr. president

[experimental intro] [verse] we are sorry mr. president you want to stop but we can't afford you to stop us we need people of questionable status to work long hours and besides, they now are afraid and already not coming to work [verse] please mr. president let the exploitation continue be sanctioned we toast your commitment to our game again, we applaud you [break] says his secretary of agriculture .. and then please, we are ICE just ask so nice .... mr president, please spare the folks we exploit for our hospitality industry they are much harder workers than .. well, nobody cos we are 100% there but please spare them we need their bodies and their tragic good will [verse] oh and one more thing, mr president while you would like to stop the exploitation just when you come to the restaurant please look the other way look past the man who does the 14 hours , because if we paid him fairly well your soup would suffer. [experimental outro] wouldn't it? wouldn't that be tragic? wouldn't it?