She sells seashells on a seashore

But the value of these shells will fall

Due to the laws of supply and demand

No one wants to buy shells 'cause there's loads on the sand

Step 1: you must create a sense of scarcity

Shells will sell much better if the people think they’re rare, you see

Bare with me, take as many shells as you can find and hide 'em on an island

Stockpile 'em high until they’re rarer than a diamond

Step 2: you gotta make the people think that they want 'em

Really want 'em, really fuckin' want 'em, hit 'em like Bronson

Influencers, product placement, featured prime time entertainment

If you haven’t got a shell, then you're just a fucking wasteman

Three: it's monopoly, invest inside some property

Start a corporation, make a logo, do it properly

"Shells must sell", that will be your new philosophy

Swallow all your morals, they're a poor man's quality

Four: expand, expand, expand

Clear forest, make land, fresh blood on hand

Five: why just shells? Why limit yourself?

She sells seashells, sell oil as well

Six: guns, sell stocks, sell diamonds, sell rocks

Sell water to a fish, sell the time to a clock

Seven: press on the gas, take your foot off the brakes

Then run to be the president of the United States

Eight: big smile mate, big wave, that's great

Now the truth is overrated, tell lies out the gate

Nine: Polarise the people, controversy is the game

It don't matter if they hate you if they all say your name

Ten: the world is yours

Step out on a stage to a round of applause

You're a liar, a cheat, a devil, a [filtered]

And you sell seashells on the seashore