Shitloads Of Money — текст песни (Phair Liz)

Louis is probably thirty years old but he looks like a solid 45
Louis says he`s got a headache
I look in his eyes, and I believe him
The big L.K.`s and the gangster disciples
Louis can`t think of who else could take over, but he just can`t
Get up in the morning
A genuine face, braced for survival...
It`s nice to be liked
But it`s better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have don`t really see it
That way
But if you can give `em each one wish
How much do you wanna bet?
They`d which success for themselves and their friends and
That would include lots of money
Don`t know how many times you were stuck in the morning
You just couldn`t move, though you mother was calling
You know what you need
Is a Lotto revival
A train flashes by and you`re lost in a spiral...
Take the train on up to the zoo, don`t look back
On what you`ve been through
Cause everyone`s got a Monday...
It looks like shit and must be America
It burns so quick, so it must be America
We all need a shitload of M-O-N-E-Y, money