Money - Thulsa Doom

Money makes the world go round or so that’s what they say

But no one pays the sun to turn the night back into day

And all the plants and animals don’t know the value of a dollar

And so this man made symbol adds to a word that’s so unnatural

People no longer worship gods they now worship federal notes

Putting all their faith and trust in corporation cut-throats

They work like slaves every day so their bosses can get rich

Then they turn around and spend the little that they make on useless shit

Money is the root of all evil

Money is the shackle of the new slave owner

Money is the root of all evil

Don’t let it get you, you’ve got to break free

Each bill is imprinted with four words I can’t believe

«In God We Trust» is bullshit, and freedom will never ring

The dollar bill is nothing, but it tends to rule our lives

Each bill is just a link in the shackles of our pride

Money makes the world go round or so that’s what they say

But no one pays the sun to turn the night back into day

And all the plants and animals don’t know the value of a dollar

And so this man made symbol adds to a word that’s so unnatural