our safety net is made of dollar bills

when the love for money blinds you,
you are done for,
and i feel sorry for you,
infact i pity you,

so here i am,
face to face with a greedy monster,
his name tag reads "hi my name is THE REAL FUCKING WORLD"

and i realize i am a blind man,
with dollar signs in my eyes,
and i am so far gone,
that i am crippled,
and my wheel chair is made of benjamin frankilns,

i say i want to do what makes me happy,
they say money will make me happy,

and i can't argue anymore.