Cannonball

Dirty water, silk suitcase
The provider, creator of taste
They own the capital and your estate
Better run 'fore they tax your weight

Holy roller, children at your feet
Load your gun, aim fire and repeat
Applaud your backbone, but there's dirt in your spine
Jack and Jill are fighting on the front line

In a state of war, Cannonball, Cannonball
They'll always want more, Cannonball, Cannonball

Mass production, assembly line
They give you pennies in exchange for dimes
It's not living if it's on borrowed time
Pick it up don't you fall behind

To give and ignore, Cannonball, Cannonball
They'll always want more, Cannonball, Cannonball
Cannonball, Cannonball



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Brantley, Nickalous Benson
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