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The Rubens

All My Dollars

 

All My Dollars

(album: LO LA RU - 2018)


What do you say to family singing
My songs so tied to where we were living
I give you all my money
I give you all my money

Not who I am but who are we kidding
Each year we swapped a big present giving
I give you all my dollars
I give you all my dollars

I give it all but that's my ticket away
Before I finish what is left on my plate
I bring hell down until I get what I want
No reason now and then, I know that it's wrong

All my dollars pick up
All my dollars pick up
Next to you there's not a thing I want
All my dollars pick up

Okay, okay, okay, I can listen
Same way that I lose taste in an instant
You made a fortune, baby, no sailing today
And then unfortunately the good ones don't stay

We're moving furniture for something to do
I gather shrapnel that I think is of use
That heaviness is on me, no connection to me now
But all my brothers get me and all my sisters loud

All my dollars pick up
All my dollars pick up
Next to you there's not a thing I want
All my dollars pick up

There's no toiling, no struggle with you baby
There's no distance you can go to make it out
All my family they wanna hear me to say it, something like
I'll be home for Christmas, and you'll be holding out

I'll be home for Christmas, and you'll be holding out
I'll be home for Christmas, and you'll be holding out
That heaviness is on me, no connection to me now
But all my brothers get me and all my sisters shout

All my dollars pick up
All my dollars pick up
Next to you there's not a thing I want
But who's my proof if we don't show it off (ooh)
It's a party [?] for (ooh)
All my dollars pick up
I found my sound, I'm gonna take it home

(It's a party [?] for)

Wow, holy shit the moon is so bright right now
And it looks full and dans getting close to it
You know what that means? We ain't shit
[*howling*]
What?
[*howling*]

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