The Wrong Seeds of Goldman Sachs
Even if I spit on you, you'll still refuse the truth
Welcome to the final round before the mighty ship goes down
Wine & scotch, another round
But for us, there's nothing left to say out loud
Be benevolent or not
These truths are coming from above
Until the fields I wanna live
Given the scraps the creature yields
And one day we're gonna know for sure
Just where all of the bees have gone
It doesn't matter what you see
Something alien's controlling you and me
Nothing's good and nothing's safe
Don't bother trying to repent
For all of ruined lives you've spent
Trading your soul and stocks for Goldman Sachs men
Now you seem defenseless
Still running up other peoples' expenses
You only borrowed to get more
It's payback time WE'RE POOR
Until the fields I wanna live
Given the scraps the creature yields
And one day we're gonna know for sure
Just where all of the bees have gone
It doesn't matter what you notice
Something alien always controls us
Don't bother feeding me at all
I'm saving room for alcohol
Objects made by men have the fit
Of means to ends
When will this ever end
They are doing as they please
Making no apologies
It doesn't feel so good to see
Jason Lee acquitted of his deeds
It doesn't feel so good to see
Families losing homes because of your bad seeds
It doesn't feel so good to see
The world crumblin' because of your bad seeds
Everyday's for us, everything's for us
And one day when we're gone we will find a new home
In this universe
And one day we're gonna finally see
Just how is to not exist
And one day we're gonna finally know
Just what it's like in the unknown
Welcome to the final round before the mighty ship goes down
Wine & scotch, another round
But for us, there's nothing left to say out loud
Be benevolent or not
These truths are coming from above
Until the fields I wanna live
Given the scraps the creature yields
And one day we're gonna know for sure
Just where all of the bees have gone
It doesn't matter what you see
Something alien's controlling you and me
Nothing's good and nothing's safe
Don't bother trying to repent
For all of ruined lives you've spent
Trading your soul and stocks for Goldman Sachs men
Now you seem defenseless
Still running up other peoples' expenses
You only borrowed to get more
It's payback time WE'RE POOR
Until the fields I wanna live
Given the scraps the creature yields
And one day we're gonna know for sure
Just where all of the bees have gone
It doesn't matter what you notice
Something alien always controls us
Don't bother feeding me at all
I'm saving room for alcohol
Objects made by men have the fit
Of means to ends
When will this ever end
They are doing as they please
Making no apologies
It doesn't feel so good to see
Jason Lee acquitted of his deeds
It doesn't feel so good to see
Families losing homes because of your bad seeds
It doesn't feel so good to see
The world crumblin' because of your bad seeds
Everyday's for us, everything's for us
And one day when we're gone we will find a new home
In this universe
And one day we're gonna finally see
Just how is to not exist
And one day we're gonna finally know
Just what it's like in the unknown
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Writer(s): Chief Commander
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