Do you ever wonder about the way we are? What are the reasons? We stuck it up so far Do you ever worry about you and me? Do you ever think this is the way we'll always be?
It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun A loaded trailer with no truck A power amp with no guitar A jukebox in an empty bar
Once again, once again Once again, we're out of luck, my friend
Money talks Money talks Money talks, it says goodbye To guys like you and I Guys like you and I
Crucify myself on my own dream These blistered hands are worth what a real life means
It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun A loaded trailer with no truck A power amp with no guitar A jukebox in an empty bar
Once again, once again Once again, we're out of luck, my friend
Money talks Money talks Money talks, it says goodbye To guys like you and I Guys like you and I
But it says life is a struggle But Jesus Christ! Can you call this mess a home?!
Once again, my friend We're out of luck again But it makes the pieces fit We have got too much of it
It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun A loaded trailer with no truck A power amp with no guitar A jukebox in an empty bar
Once again, once again Once again, we're out of luck, my friend
Money talks Money talks Money talks Money talks Money talks, it says goodbye To guys like you and I Guys like you and I Guys like you and I Guys like you and I
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