Текст (слова) песни: One Man Army - Money In The Bank
From The Suburbs To The Piers I Found An Anchor To Hold Me Here A Slice Of The Rich Upper Crust All The While Maintaining Their Trust The Indignities Of The Poor And The Social Elite I Suffer Each And Every Day As I Count What I`ve Taken
They Trust Me With Every Dime And Even Pay Me For My Time As The Cars Keep Rolling In I Thank God For An Easy Way Out A Way They Know Nothing About As The Cars Keep Rolling In
A Punk Is What They See They`ll Never Relate To Me I Don`t Care For The Finer Things And I Sure As Fuck Don`t Need Them The Smug Upper Class Looking To Write Off One More Tax They`re Going Nowhere Fast As I Take Their Hard Earned Cash
They Trust Me With Every Dime And Even Pay Me For My Time As The Cars Keep Rolling In I Thank God For An Easy Way Out A Way They Know Nothing About As The Cars Keep Rolling In
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