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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Box Recorder
Black Box Recorder
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Haines
Luke Haines
Composer
John Moore
John Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Box Recorder
Black Box Recorder
Producer
Phil Vinall
Phil Vinall
Producer

Lyrics

Born into money, it's not a crime You can fool the people all the time Nine hundred dead in Jonestown Rescued from a shopping mall Heiress with a little girl's soul Do you think we'll make the papers? And we're searching for your daughter And we're searching for your daughter On Saturday, the childhood ends Strange way to make new friends She's lying in the basement Black boy, white girl Black girl with a blindfold Which one will be your lover? And we're searching for your daughter And we're searching for your daughter (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) Lock her up for sixty days Change her hair, change her name Smile for the camera Friendship's about trust If we trust you, then you're one of us Live together, die for each other And we're searching for your daughter (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) And we're searching for your daughter (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) Born into money, it's not a crime You can fool the people all the time Nine hundred dead in Jonestown Get down, stay down (Put a bullet in your head) It's only money Smile for the camera How could you not defend your honor? (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) And we think we found your daughter (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) And we think we found your daughter (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress) (Kidnapping an heiress)
Writer(s): John Moore, Luke Haines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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