Money In The Bank — текст песни (One Man Army)

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