Fuck You, Pay Me. Fuck You.

(albüm: The Oogle Deathmachine - 2013)

Money this, and money that
Like every fucking day
All anybody cares about
Is how much they're getting paid
And it doesn't matter
If a couple innocent will die
As long as money's rolling in
Everything is fine

A penny for your thoughts
A dollar for your soul
We're caged in a jail
Made of nickels and dimes
And in a world where
The one who has the money's
In control

Even tightest family
A dollar could divide
More destructive than ego
More toxic than pride
The greed money causes
Makes me fucking sick

A penny for your thoughts
A dollar for your soul
We're caged in a jail
Made of nickels and dimes
And in a world where
The one who has the money's
In control

A penny for your thoughts
A dollar for your soul
We're caged in a jail
Made of nickels and dimes
And in a world where
The one who has the money's
In control