Lyrics
Stick to your guns
‘cause you know what’s right
But in your defense,
you sleep at night
Me, I’m on the run
‘cause in my mind
burns a thousand tiny fires
Yeah
Row on row
No place to call home,
when all that you own
is all that you owe
Is it safe to assume
you’ll ditch those dreams for dimes?
You’ll all turn out just fine?
Nice view,
but you always knew
That money makes the world go round
Honey honey
Money makes the world go round
Until we all spew
Until we all spew
Fuck your bank and fuck your wallet
Fuck your debt and fuck your college
Fuck the Fed and all they wanted
Money makes the world go round
Honey honey
Money makes the world go round
Until we all spew
Until we all spew
Money makes the world go round
Honey honey
Money makes the world go round
Until we all spew
Until we all spew
Money makes the world go round
Written by: Sonia Sturino