We're at our best
When we don't have time to think about it
When the moments right to act it out
Without a real effect
You can pat my back
I have signed my name to many of these
Online requests for helpin all the
Little guys get by
I can give them this
It really feels like no consequences
To a man who's buying everything
On his credit cards
And I can hold my breath
For as long as I need to think about it
For as long as I need to count it out
You can hold my bets
Oh now you've got my cash
So what - nothing really lasts
Still I'm betting on a crash
Cause It's easier, it's easier
I am not impressed
I'm just a modern guy with money sign sigh
I can't just help you out my man
I'll need this back
With a 25 percentage line and uh
You'll earn back most of my respect
So keep your nose clean keep it on a shoe string
With no opposing no undue disclosing
Nothing stale nothing old or decomposing
Nothing empty nothing bold or over knowing
Nothing more than tasteful reconstruction
Of the plot that edifies all our instructions
It's on the goodness of our dime that you can function
With your big ideas
Oh now you've got my cash
But so what nothing really lasts
Still I'm betting o this crash
It's just easier, it's easier
Why would anyone
Work so hard for just a
Tiny little sliver of a tiny little crumb
Is it so much fun?
It won't get you out of your place
Why would anyone