Money Stinks Lyrics
And I'm not going back to workMoney Stinks... Money StinksThis city stinksSmell the power, smell the healthSmell the poverty of Americas wealthMoney smells of evil, greedCapitolist wants and pumped up needsMoney stinksMoney stinksThis city stinksSmell the logic... Smell the jet planesThe dangerous goals and crooked aimsSmell the progress... Smell the dirty moneySmells like shit, this isn't funnyMoney stinksMoney stinksThis city stinksNobody cares about the air we breathNobody cares about the air we needSmell the profit, smell the successSmell the dying dream of the mighty westSmell the factories, smell all the carsThe adult book stores and the topless barsSmell the pretty people, smell their false pitySmell the broken promise of the living citySmell the real reason, smell, smell the one way planThe real estate, the desperate, state of modern manSmell the excess, smell the deathSmell the wet dream of this human mess
D.r.i Money Stinks
