Kishore Kumar Hits

Young the Giant - Dollar $tore lyrics

Artist: Young the Giant

album: American Bollywood


You love to taste it, dirty mind
Your sick and twisted appetite
I'll do yours if you do mine
Everyone folds for the dollar
You sold your soul
And everyone you know for the dollar
White collar style stick-up
Oh, twisted brother
Blow kisses
Ripped off distant daughter
I collect souls, I collect
I collect souls, I collect (hey)
Oh, retail Jesus
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
I've been banging on your door
Open up before I burn this down
♪
Evil urges
Angels may shield their eyes
I will climb
Voices wailing
It's all about the money, babe...
♪
You can run, you can hide it all
In a mattress on the second floor
(Second floor, second floor, second floor, second floor)
Save it up just to spit it back out
Gold teeth in a rotted mouth
(Rotted mouth, rotted mouth, rotted mouth, rotted)
I am your credit card debt collector
Slot machine queen, cigarette protector
Pyramid scheme with a devil investor
Zip up your soul 'cause I'm out to get ya

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