Fan Death
When The Money's Right
We love the smell of sweet successGets us every townHooks us right through the cheek, like bait through a fishing line.We are the vultures circling,To sweep down to surpriseAnd when we come back up again, we come up with prize.We'll be back when the money's rightRight back when the money's right.x4Oh that scent, we love that cent.Oh that scent, we love that centOh that scent, we love that centOh that scent, we love that centWe are the swarm of the buzzing flies,Drawn out by the rot.Climbs out up to passers by screaming "give us what you got!"We keep coming back to the same place,Like thieves after the crime.We circle in and out of jail just to collect a dime.We'll be back when the money's rightRight back when the money's right.x16
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