Straight, No Chaser
Hear the money rustle
Watch the greenbacks tumble
Feel the Sterling crumble
You need a yen to make a mark
If you wanna make money
You need the luck to make a buck
If you wanna be Getty, Rothschild
You've gotta be cool on Wall Street
You've gotta be cool on Wall Street
When your index is low
Dow Jones ain't got time for the bums
They wind up on skid row with holes in their pockets
They plead with you, buddy can you spare the dime
But you ain't got the time
Doin' the....
Doin' the....
Oh, Howard Hughes
Deceiver
once there was a time
when no man had ever touched the earth
all that has been built was balanced
and so was man's birth
come with me
and you'll see
you've been put here for a reason
use your powers well
keep respect for all
because on my surface you will dwell
when the morning comes
we find our way in life
her powers make the trees look green
the sun will laugh to flowers in the sand
I came through
another night...
your disgrace for me
has brought up shame on my behalf
what we've seen so far
feels like you're tearing up my scars
on my recall
I've shown you all
you careless fools
I make the rules
the sun will laugh to flowers in the sand
I came through
another night...