When money doesn't matter anymore
Will we walk in the same cirles as before?
Will we wipe off the tarnish off the faces that we wore?
When money doesn't matter anymore
When power doesn't open any door
and its all the same president the jonses and the poor
will we climb the cliffs of stature as we always done before?
When power doesn't open any door
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
When luxeries don't mean a thing to me
Will my shackled spirit finally be set free
Will I join the line of lemmings, leaping into the sea?
When luxeries don't mean a thing.
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
Ahhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhh
Everything's all wrong
Will we walk in the same cirles as before?
Will we wipe off the tarnish off the faces that we wore?
When money doesn't matter anymore
When power doesn't open any door
and its all the same president the jonses and the poor
will we climb the cliffs of stature as we always done before?
When power doesn't open any door
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
When luxeries don't mean a thing to me
Will my shackled spirit finally be set free
Will I join the line of lemmings, leaping into the sea?
When luxeries don't mean a thing.
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
And all the kings and queens who made it
Gold and silver, eyes are jaded.
It's all a part of the masquerade thats going on too long
Surely illusion complicate the madness that we celebrate?
And more or less did all embrace, that everythings all wrong
When money doesn't matter anymore.
Ahhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhh
Everything's all wrong