Hollerado - Grief Money lyrics

[Hollerado - Grief Money lyrics]

Our water's black and our pockets are filthy
Let's cut another blank check
To the wealthiest man adjust for inflation
Turn dollars into dopamine
Dollars into dopamine dopamine
Dopamine dopamine

I want more, I want more grief money
I want more, I want more grief money

Politicians campaigning how they
Love mother nature
Tax rooms to distract you but in
Back rooms they rape her
It's a white man's world, fuck education
Keep the kids down while
The grown-ups settle accounts accounts
Accounts settle accounts

I want more, I want more grief money
I want more, I want more grief money
I want more, I want more grief

Don't let the sun go down on your empire
Until every last dollar's delivered
If half the worlds starves on water and rice
There'll be more for us, oh
Wouldn't that be nice
I want more, I want more, I want home

I want more, I want more grief money
I want more, I want more grief money
I want more, I want more grief

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