Текст песни Your Money's No Good Here

This is a masquerade

Of scoundrels, tramps, and thieves

Who live only for the taking -

Dressed up with masks on raring to go

No longer art but a fashion show

Leaving idealists to grasp at pennies for any thought

Bypass a cause and dance all night long

At the electric beauty salon

Inside they traipse around

Comparing product counts

And perfecting the imagery for mass marketing

Under the guise of integrity

[Chorus:]

So let's raise some hell

From the basement floor

Beneath the horde

Winning redemption

Through these chords

We may not be pretty

And may have skinned knees

But it's us who bleed through song

That are redeemed
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This is a masquerade

Of scoundrels, tramps, and thieves

Who live only for the taking -

And they've built the hall right on the backs

Of those that laid down the tracks

They drink and they feed,

They twirl and writhe to the beat of hopeful hearts

Who ache to find something to trust

[Chorus:]

We're raising hell

From the basement floor

Beneath the horde

Winning redemption

Through these chords

We may not be pretty

And may have skinned knees

But it's us who bleed through song

That are redeemed

We'll raise some hell

Tear down the walls

Shake the foundation

Till it falls