All A Dream
Monopoly on my toes and fingers
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
Who needs a real environment
When we're just prone to boom
Staying in place freely hands out opportunity
To prevent our social status to bloom
The second hand on the clock
Becomes invisible to time
That way in the long run
The happiness in our lives will rhyme
The happiness in our lives will rhyme
The health in our lives will rhyme (But in the wrong way)
The broken in our lives will rhyme
The sadness in our lives will rhyme
Monopoly on my toes and fingers
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
Ohhhhhhhhh Here we go
I just want that money
I think that this is funny
It is time to go
I kinda want that money
I think this is very funny
It is time to go
I just want that money
I think that this is funny
It is time to go
What you mean, what you mean
Why can we just live for free
Hitting up that money card
Just to eat and drive a car
Making it by day to day
Getting in debt week to week
Telling ourselves who we are
In reciting our path from the start
Online window shopping
Clicking the cross on ads
Taking out big loans
For just the latest fads
When higher up
It changes who we are
Just so they can build up far
But I know how this world works
Yet still, participate
Though it gets deeper from here
With these worries I don't fear
I have every piece of information
Willingly put myself through this exploitation
Money might just be a number
Not to define yourself to at all
But living in this hellish slumber
To them is just a game of ball
Monopoly on my toes and fingers
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
Who needs a real environment
When we're just prone to boom
Staying in place freely hands out opportunity
To prevent our social status to bloom
The second hand on the clock
Becomes invisible to time
That way in the long run
The happiness in our lives will rhyme
The happiness in our lives will rhyme
The health in our lives will rhyme (But in the wrong way)
The broken in our lives will rhyme
The sadness in our lives will rhyme
Monopoly on my toes and fingers
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
Ohhhhhhhhh Here we go
I just want that money
I think that this is funny
It is time to go
I kinda want that money
I think this is very funny
It is time to go
I just want that money
I think that this is funny
It is time to go
What you mean, what you mean
Why can we just live for free
Hitting up that money card
Just to eat and drive a car
Making it by day to day
Getting in debt week to week
Telling ourselves who we are
In reciting our path from the start
Online window shopping
Clicking the cross on ads
Taking out big loans
For just the latest fads
When higher up
It changes who we are
Just so they can build up far
But I know how this world works
Yet still, participate
Though it gets deeper from here
With these worries I don't fear
I have every piece of information
Willingly put myself through this exploitation
Money might just be a number
Not to define yourself to at all
But living in this hellish slumber
To them is just a game of ball
Monopoly on my toes and fingers
The money in the air, starts to linger
When I die, who make a single dime
Will my body lie on the streets as we run out of time
I'm Beginning To Think Capitalism Is Just An Extinction Event
Where my life is just a playtoy to the fucking 1 percent
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Writer(s): River Thompson
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