Do you ever wonder Where love goes? Up there in the ether I suppose Sometimes it burns enough to leave a trace in the air The ghost of me and you in a
Paper, iron, won't buy Eden Working for paper and for iron Work for the right to keep my tie on Working for paper and for iron Work for the unicorn and
I play the game of a rich boy I buy everything I can My bankroll is a foot thick I'm a wealthy man A million dollar reserve note is right there in my
My associates called, They want small bills, Roll me over and suck on my no good excuse I'll teach you my judicial system, Like you've never never been
She left me there in the garage staggering from the barrage she waltzed away as my face fell chalk another sucker to the list she's making he laughed
Since I'm already gone, and the morning is here A disastrous resolve to our second year Thanks for driving me out, and signing me in Farewell for now,
Translation: Katie. Between notes and bars.
Translation: Mike Kruger. Whoever imitates banknotes.
Translation: Thorn Tracey. By Piccadilly Station I Sat Down And Wept.
Translation: Tilt. Small Bills.
Translation: Xtc. Paper And Iron (Notes And Coins).
Twelve works Eleven ?fuck you? We won't see the aluminum design My steady ground is falling apart This bitch is seeing too much motion. And she
My associates called They want small bills Roll me over and suck on my no good excuse [chorus] I'll teach you my judicial system Like you've never never