Fake Money
Lyrics
Oh you're just a boy, a little banker boy
Everything's a game, and everyone's your toy
While everyone was sleeping, dreaming dumb-ass dreams
You're praying to God's who are meaningless to me
You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe
Oh it's just a game, a silly little game
Everyone's a fool so you don't take any blame
Entitled narcissism, you speak courageously
You're praying to God's who are meaningless to me
You're preying on the weak and those who don't believe
Oh, it's nothing but fake money
Yeah, it's nothing but fake money (oh)
We're just a bunch of fools, stupid little fools
In a condensing voice you explain to us the rules
So share with us your wisdom, about how it's gonna be
You're praying to God's who are meaningless to me
You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe
Oh you're just a boy, a brazen little boy
When everything's a battle, there's tactics to deploy
Standing while you're sleeping, you're always on your feet
Winning's your religion, the alter where you preach
It's easy setting fires, we're all just currency
You're praying to God's who are meaningless to me
You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe
Remember it's nothing but fake money
Yeah, it's nothing but fake money
And you're some cowboy at High Noon
You're playing a board game up in a board room
Remember it's nothing but fake money
Yeah, it's nothing but fake money
And you're some cowboy at High Noon
You're playing a board game up in a board room
Remember it's nothing but fake money
Yeah, it's nothing but fake money
And you're some cowboy at High Noon
You're playing a board game up in a board room
Writer(s): Michael John Deangelis, Nicholas William Dika, Robert Max Kerman, Timothy James Oxford
Copyright(s): Lyrics © ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP
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