| Song | Money War |
| Artist | Descendants of Cain |
| Album | Living with You |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Darryl Kruger | |
| 作曲 : Darryl Kruger | |
| For as long as I can recall I’ve known about the war Over these little paper portraits That we're all | |
| taught to adore And now I understand What I hold in my hands nothing more than a barricade They | |
| give to you and call it pay And you can never leave your place Just toe the line and join the chase | |
| The money war is here to stay And it’s the only game to play Ask anyone alive What do you need to | |
| survive? What do we need? They need more money What do we need? We always need more | |
| money Did you ever get the feeling that you're being used You're a cog, you're a gear and you're | |
| going to lose? A funny thing it is to me How everyone can still believe In a monetary scarcity | |
| When it’s all made up It’s plain to see It’s a logical fallacy That you can deplete | |
| something imaginary | |
| And you don't seem to know Because you've never been shown | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn | |
| No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there’s a funeral | |
| to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Did you ever get the feeling that you're being used You're a cog, you're a gear and you're going to | |
| lose? For as long as I recall I never bought the war Over these little paper portraits That we're all | |
| taught to adore And now that I can see What it does to you and me I don't want it anymore | |
| Money hoarders it’s on your heads For everyone that starves to death | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through What do we need? | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there’s a funeral to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Ever get the feeling that you're being used You're a cog, you're a gear and you're going to lose | |
| All your time in the pursuit of this social ruse The Game is rigged and you don't get to choose | |
| You always need more money |
| zuo ci : Darryl Kruger | |
| zuo qu : Darryl Kruger | |
| For as long as I can recall I' ve known about the war Over these little paper portraits That we' re all | |
| taught to adore And now I understand What I hold in my hands nothing more than a barricade They | |
| give to you and call it pay And you can never leave your place Just toe the line and join the chase | |
| The money war is here to stay And it' s the only game to play Ask anyone alive What do you need to | |
| survive? What do we need? They need more money What do we need? We always need more | |
| money Did you ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re | |
| going to lose? A funny thing it is to me How everyone can still believe In a monetary scarcity | |
| When it' s all made up It' s plain to see It' s a logical fallacy That you can deplete | |
| something imaginary | |
| And you don' t seem to know Because you' ve never been shown | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn | |
| No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there' s a funeral | |
| to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Did you ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re going to | |
| lose? For as long as I recall I never bought the war Over these little paper portraits That we' re all | |
| taught to adore And now that I can see What it does to you and me I don' t want it anymore | |
| Money hoarders it' s on your heads For everyone that starves to death | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through What do we need? | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there' s a funeral to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re going to lose | |
| All your time in the pursuit of this social ruse The Game is rigged and you don' t get to choose | |
| You always need more money |
| zuò cí : Darryl Kruger | |
| zuò qǔ : Darryl Kruger | |
| For as long as I can recall I' ve known about the war Over these little paper portraits That we' re all | |
| taught to adore And now I understand What I hold in my hands nothing more than a barricade They | |
| give to you and call it pay And you can never leave your place Just toe the line and join the chase | |
| The money war is here to stay And it' s the only game to play Ask anyone alive What do you need to | |
| survive? What do we need? They need more money What do we need? We always need more | |
| money Did you ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re | |
| going to lose? A funny thing it is to me How everyone can still believe In a monetary scarcity | |
| When it' s all made up It' s plain to see It' s a logical fallacy That you can deplete | |
| something imaginary | |
| And you don' t seem to know Because you' ve never been shown | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn | |
| No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there' s a funeral | |
| to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Did you ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re going to | |
| lose? For as long as I recall I never bought the war Over these little paper portraits That we' re all | |
| taught to adore And now that I can see What it does to you and me I don' t want it anymore | |
| Money hoarders it' s on your heads For everyone that starves to death | |
| Someone put a hole in you A hole that I can see right through What do we need? | |
| We need more money | |
| No matter what you own No matter what you do No matter what you earn No matter the abuse | |
| We always need more money | |
| No matter how you lie No matter how you try Even when you die there' s a funeral to buy | |
| We need more money | |
| Ever get the feeling that you' re being used You' re a cog, you' re a gear and you' re going to lose | |
| All your time in the pursuit of this social ruse The Game is rigged and you don' t get to choose | |
| You always need more money |