Stretched between the lamplight and the cigarette ash In the corner of the city where the markets crashed There are boxes of the lonely here and fires of hope We built a monster We built a monster
You can take a bit of red, a bit of white and blue From across the Atlantic laying trails to you A little flash of lightning and some bully boy charm We built a monster We built a monster
This thing can cross oceans in its seven league boots It can chew the money tree right down to its roots The ship of a state can go under in minutes You don't know the flood is coming until you're swimming in it
It ain't come from the hungry, it ain't come from the bored It ain't tramping out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored It spins like a tequila worm inside all of us We built a monster We built a monster
It can breathe its greed into innocent souls It can raise up armies, it can blow ‘em full of holes It can dress for occasion if occasion demands There is power in the chase, there is power in the hand
So the city flickers on like a reeperbahn night Hissing like a wildcat just about to fight And it mutters that we rule by the ladders of degree We built a monster We built a monster We built a monster We built a monsterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
