The Good Mad - What Money Paid For Lyrics
Listen children,Don't give up on this world were livin inAn endless chorus or beepin, countless digitsWere prayin to god from these holes that were diginOh I get get that it's all cataclysmic and someday we'll fallWhat good is a warning?Like old men before me, I'll rise up and meet the road.I have no fear of the crash of the tumblin marketWhy bother saving with holes in my pocketsIt's all a relic someday,We can not look back and wonder what money paid for.Oh, gone lover, it's never the words that we seeThere's nothing new I would gladly talk throughTin cans with some strings tied betweenOver land over seaThey'll threaten you as far as their gun can reachDon't think about it, or what allowed itJust enlightenWhat do I worship, send me my optionsThere's already too much, too much too oftenThey say peace is warring, if that much is trueWhy am I always running to what's in pursuit?I don't knowOh now the moon is shakingWatch it as his mothers takenStock of water has been done (?)Soo moreI have no fear of the crash of the tumblin marketWhy bother saving with holes in my pocketsThere's too many lovers that don't mean a thingWe should carve our initials into the machineCause it's all a relic someday,We can not look back and wonder what money paid for
