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Boulders to rocks, gravel to sand Leaving you nothing but beaches You used to move mountains Oh, wave of your hand Now you just finger the peace, and now Here it comes, here it- Here comes, here it here it- Here it come, here it- Here comes, hear it hear it comes Here it comes, here it Here comes, hear it [Chorus] Grind away Bang away (Here come the money shot) Pound away Fingerbang away (Here come the money shot) Grind away Bang away (Here come the money shot) Pound away Fingerbang away Letras de canciones Money shot your love Forests of trees bounding dimwitted doves Sipping your way to confusion You used to be driven by mission and lust Now it’s just dull compensation (Chorus x2) From Letras Mania