filthy thieving bastards - a killing on wall street lyrics
i’ll just take two or three of these, my good friends
mistakes prove [?] with these hands we lend
i suppose you never wanted to meet my kin
i suppose you never wanted to just pretend
and the bus stops under each tree
as the dust crops for the health of the free[?]
from the rooftops to the thunder in the skies
come the raindrops and a sting to my eyes
it’s my time to dream
it’s your turn to live
it’s our time to give a sh#t
right now it’s you and me and your country stand
and from the deep blue sea we can see our fair land
i suppose you always wanted to take my hand
i suppose you never wanted to, to know you can
and the bus stops under each tree
as the dust crops for the health of the free[?]
from the rooftops to the thunder in the skies
come the raindrops and a sting to the eyes
it’s your turn to lean (my time to dream)
it’s your turn to live (my time to give)
it’s our time to give a sh#t
just make it through the holidays, we’ll be on a plane
for f#ck’s sake, it’s another day, you can’t complain
i propose another haunting toast to the losers slain
i propose another daunting roast to the winners’ gain
and the bus stops, route 23
from the hilltop it’s coming down to me
and the stock drop and the lesson that was beat
and the cash crop made a k!lling on wall street
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