Death Cult Electric - MOOLAH

Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough

You know I want it
I'm asphyxiated with them little gold coins that keep my heart spinning
I know you got it,
I'm emasculated by the lack of gold coins that keep my hair thinning

Your green has got my paralysed, we share a god
That paper with the queen's head
It's too late to apologise, got no time to compromise
Them big fat stacks in my head

It's too late for the money, lil honey, what about all of my kicks
It's too late for the money, lil honey, what about all of my kicks

Too late for the money but but where are my kicks
Too late for the money but but where are my....

Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along the myth of a guarantee
Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along, I'm longing for that green

Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough

You know I want it
I'm asphyxiated with them little gold coins that got my teeth so skinny
Ive paid the piper, pockets getting lighter
But I need to get them tools that make me look so pretty

Your green has got my paralysed, we share a god
That paper with the queen's head
It's too late to apologise, got no time to compromise
Them big fat stacks in my head

It's too late for the money, lil honey, what about all of my kicks

Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along the myth of a guarantee
Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along, I'm longing for the green

It's too late for the money honey, where are my kicks?
It's too late for the money honey, where are mine?

Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough
Gimme the Moolah
Gimme the Dough

Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along the myth of a guarantee
Tall as god, and I'm shaking that tree
I crawl along, I crawl along

Tall as a god
Nah nah no guarantee
Tall as a god
Nah nah no guarantee
Yeah you're Tall as a god
Nah nah no guarantee
I crawl along, I crawl along

It's too late for the money honey, where are my kicks?
Too late for the money honey, where are my kicks?

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