Текст песни: Making Money + перевод

I crushed up ergot and made it a paste

I spread it on the dollar bills

Everyone who touched it caught the disease

For luscious bits of landfill

It sparked an epidemic of self hate

They wanted it so bad they could kill

Everyone believing everything ain’t enough

Trampling bodies on the tread mill

Makin' money, all things shiny

(If you don’t spend it, you are spent)

Bullet into gun

Barrel lips pout

Finger in the ring

Money into mouth

The first letter in Sydney is a dollar sign

The first symbol in London is a pound

The life ain’t yours 'til you fuck it away

The dream ain’t yours until it’s burned to the ground

The city of beauty is built on the dead

Temple of wealth is built on the poor

Spend life just passing away

'til you get up off your belly and crawl

You are allowed to burn books, hope can rot

Dreams go up in flames, that’s ok

We’ll turn a blind eye if you burn a poor man

But if you burn your money… You’re going to pay

Anger is a currency, acidically mad

Hatred is the new economy

I am the inspiration of every wicked woman

Viciously corrupt, greed is monogamy

All power, all truth, all knowing, all destroying, all dying… not caring

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