That's My Money

Triple One

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    Strain on my face, on my face
    Strain on my face, on my face
    Strain on my face, on my face
    Strain on my face, on my face
    Strain on my face, on my face
    Strain on my face, on my face

    Ohh I get my money, love my paper
    You'll never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
    Ohh I get my money, love my paper
    Never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
    (Phantom: That's my money!)
    Ohh I get my money, love my paper
    You'll never take my money, like I'll never take your soul
    (Phantom: That's my money!)
    Ohh I get my money, love my paper
    Never take my money, like I'll never take your soul

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    Would you trade your soul for money?
    Would you trade your soul for gold?
    I would, I would, I would, I would - my soul has just been sold
    They sent me through the system, they made me sell my soul
    They say I'm another piston running a machine 'til I grow old
    They pushed me on the desk since I was five years old
    Fifteen years passed, my brain's been raped and I'm still in this hole
    You know what takes a toll?
    You know what really does?
    All the way from scripture (?) drugs to manic depression, shedding blood
    I'm a hunter-gatherer bruh, I don't really need a fast car
    I need that cushy pussy on tap, that box gap [?]
    Can you do that for me, tugging you up really makes me horny
    I'll be gina rinehart
    You can be the world
    I'll suck you dry of all your pearl
    Go and fuck your kids (?)
    I don't support child labour
    Release your anger with this light saber
    Scream fuck the government while I hit it from the back
    Scream fuck the world while I hit it from the back
    When I die take my body to the alps in tibet
    Away from the fumes of the jets
    When I die take my body to the bugs and the ants and the birds who'll sing this chant

    Greed is to money what money's to greed
    Give me four thousand beers and a fat sack of weed
    I'll drink and I'll smoke 'til my life disappears
    That's just an object but it brought you to tears
    Step to the ledge and let vertigo take
    Sleep on the floor let the ground be my wake
    Suits on the trains with their ties and shoes

    Take it, you'll take it, you'll take 'til you lose
    Laughing the grips of my hair with a noose

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