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that
Cash, credit, debit checks yea I need that
Western Union PayPal yea I need that
Dough I need that yea I need that 

I'm so cool with it I couldn't

around

But you know if “healthy love” were to exist
It wouldn’t be like this

We’re the Delusioned Victim Cash-in Union
Praise to the “love” that will

the love. The bigger the commitment (of cash), the bigger the commitment (of the heart). They would have you believe the union would last as long as the life

the jury's out
Drinking tonight

They're bustin' unions in Wisconsin
And praising Jesus in the schools
They keepin' science in the basement
Speaking

Central Scrutinizer

Frank Zappa

Joe's Garage: Act I

It's sort of like a really cheap
kind of high school play...the way it might have been done 20 years ago, with all the sets
made out of cardboard boxes

Wisconsin

Whitehorse

The Fate of the World Depends on This Kiss

2013

the jury's out
Drinking tonight

They're bustin' unions in Wisconsin
And praising Jesus in the schools
They keepin' science in the basement
Speaking

for
A brick of coke
He walked in the credit union
Then he slipped a note
A new Ferrari, ticket price
That's what my kitchen grossed
Illegal business, my

the school I never planned on attending
Feels like I'm failing with no extra credit
I O U's never get paid
Things we need to say never get said
Distant from

be tuning
Like PNC I need a credit union
Flip a 50 to a 500
500 to a hundred bands
Hundred bands to hundred fans
Then I block em all Mook kill ya mans

confusion
Lemme take a Milly out the bank slide on the credit union
Just spent a hunna on a eighty weed i smoke is stupid

Ask who I get it from, these niggas

shouting
Coupon clipping
Abundant being
Union worker enjoys working
Lucid compliments
Subconscious mind
Credit expansion
Retired to be
Time rich
Flexible

we went to school together don't mean imma put you on
I just made a couple bands moving 20 bows (trap)
Credit union asking where I got this money

negotiated
Over language, hairstyle, and clothes, no one has to be infuriated
As long as people are giving credit

It may sound cliché but ain't no place like

The rich we haven't got, two pennies to rub together
And these school fees, they won't pay themselves
And we're working for Dominos
And tightening our belts,

I hit the credit union, fuck your last boy, baby, that nigga losing, step to me wrong
And, he gon' take a bruising, but I ain't bout the violence, I

to drink nothing to swaller
No porch no hair no dog and no respect

So I went down to the credit union
To find myself some breathing room
I walked in I heard