Blood Money (Live)
Who's the one you pray to?
Who's your Jesus man?
Where you go when it's over and done even if you can't?
With bruises on your ego, personality in a sling,
Clinging to selfrighteous pity never meant a thing
So who is your big brother?
Who's your savior man?
Just some ink on the dotted line, an X if ya can't
See misery loves company, you'll never feel a need,
We're guaranteed a lifetime... at least until ya bleed
Suck the life out through the eyes
Windows to another world
Sifting through assorted lies,
Welcome to another brand new world
A lot of people do it,
It happens everyday
Doubt you'll ever know it's gone, don't use it anyway
So come on in you'll sit right down I gotta deal for you
A matter of integrity, here's all ya gotta do-o
I'm not dealing with you.!
Not the one to thank,
Execution therapy,
Put that in your bank
You're a liar...!
(Blood money!) Liar!
(Due now!) Liar!
(Blood money!) Liar!
Payment due an' I'm collecting you
I am dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Too much insecurity,
Put that up your bank...!
I'm not dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Fuck you insecurity,
Put that up your bank...!
Who's your Jesus man?
Where you go when it's over and done even if you can't?
With bruises on your ego, personality in a sling,
Clinging to selfrighteous pity never meant a thing
So who is your big brother?
Who's your savior man?
Just some ink on the dotted line, an X if ya can't
See misery loves company, you'll never feel a need,
We're guaranteed a lifetime... at least until ya bleed
Suck the life out through the eyes
Windows to another world
Sifting through assorted lies,
Welcome to another brand new world
A lot of people do it,
It happens everyday
Doubt you'll ever know it's gone, don't use it anyway
So come on in you'll sit right down I gotta deal for you
A matter of integrity, here's all ya gotta do-o
I'm not dealing with you.!
Not the one to thank,
Execution therapy,
Put that in your bank
You're a liar...!
(Blood money!) Liar!
(Due now!) Liar!
(Blood money!) Liar!
Payment due an' I'm collecting you
I am dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Too much insecurity,
Put that up your bank...!
I'm not dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Fuck you insecurity,
Put that up your bank...!
Credits
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber
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