Lyrics:
of the moneyed,
with a view to a kill.
The will of the moneyed,
that’s what we’ve got,
the will of the moneyed,
that’s your lot,
the will of the moneyed,
swallow
the inquisition
The definition of insanity
Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity
When the moneyed classes think they're gonna profit
They make war no
Yeah
Aye
Bitch I got insomnia
Making all these songs 'til the sun is up
Please don't hit my line when I'm moneyed up
I don't do subtractions all I do
ain't gonna pay the bills with my singing
So I'm gonna dawn an apron and I'll spend my life gold digging
Oh I'm lookin
I'm looking for that moneyed kinda
can't tell me shit bout East Atlanta
Bitch I know it's moneyed up
I can make a duece duece do some crazy things
Dope so good
Make a junkie do some crazy
to
All moneyed up and charmed with might
So we are right, we're always right
We're right, they're wrong
Let them get their own song
Let them get
I got anything but moneyed esteem
Drinks on Conde Nast
I'm the optimist of 30th Street
How it is is how it oughta be
I spy Vivian Girls
never tried
Old-moneyed ballroom corpses
Fuss and whine
I don't like quiet rooms but I just can't take that sound
of lies
The theater where citizens die
Just to fuel the moneyed greed
I see you, do you see me
I see you, do you see me
I can see that you found a leader
Well, I got news for you Bubba, you can hop on this
A moneyed moron; got more dollars than he got sense
But he's lucky as a horse shoe... Yeah, and just
the business from the concubines
While stuck up moneyed folk funk around dunk in town drunk up all the scenery in sound
Clock cockin' locked up he tried
of sympathy
Of people moneyed
When you are eternal sadness
The brightest light would still be dark
We need different illumination
One that doesn't lie
To your
each other like mothers
Well you better hide if your moneyed
Hire security to guard your money
If you didn't know already about
About it
About it
About
it, i said it, I meant it
Money in the air watch it fall like confetti
Go on pay cash do not fuck up the credit
Been moneyed up but just give me my
the one who can support you
The one who can exult you
To those blessed moneyed heights
I'll take you all the way
Be patient it's alright
You gotta drive
life
Now radicalized by the radical right
'Cause when the moneyed ruling class just isn't that bright
What they need is an enemy to fight
We're making
boulevard
It's just her notion of ease, that I'm finding so hard
The chatter of seagulls, deserted beach
The holiday homes of the moneyed clamber for
and tie-dyed band of moneyed pilgrims
Hitch-hiking their way to better days
Half the pot was used to hire the camper
A classic flowered Samba built in 1951
Bridge:
Tell me, tell me that you came here for me
Give me, give me just one reason to belive in trader joe's
SOLO
Overflowing and moneyed
Ecologic
the moneyed eye
That gives the last command
You can take this ghost town
All the lying and deceit
It's just the place for you right now
So won't you come
The businessmen arrange, to bolster their exchange
Expand their moneyed range, and hasten climate change
Stand up now, diggers all
The pols themselves promote,
These moneyed men would rule the ashes
They would take our home and melt it down
Pick the gold from the wreck of nature's palaces
Ah but we have a love
the story goes
Of how plump Ms. Cushing is an old wily hoe
She likes me
The boys scream as they leave her door
She likes me
Black widow, the old moneyed hoe
fucken hurt me
When you left me for a dude who was moneyed
And I was broke you treat me like a joke
Always wondered what it took
To really fall in love
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