I see fields of blank and staring eyes
Of three ways in the skies
On asphalt-petrol highs
Their souls need not for rice
P-A-C will suffice
I see tans and muscles on the guys
The girls have thunder thighs
But lightening left their eyes
The day, the day they decided to…
Fuck, fuck, and spend money (x3)
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Well-I-See death – he drives a brand new car
He’s sitting at the bar
He’s watching all the stars
Oh yeah…
Fuck, fuck and spend money (x5)
Fuck, fuck, yeah
