How money polluted my mind



Dough, what our lives are lived for

Rae, just a crazy Aussie

A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute, figures out the true meaning of freedom

Not freedom like America, freedom like a shopping cart

Kick back, no tense, you got a bag of grub it cost you about 50 cents

No fear, no fuckin' feats, malt liquor tastes much better on the streets

Crustin, a way of life for heroines and heroes who hitchhike the road to Eden

Not Eden like the garden state, Eden like the state of mind

Kick back, cheap thrills, you'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills you

The bridge you took it out, the ticket takers suddenly lost count

Sleeping under rays, your teeth crumbling away, say goodbye

To all responsibility, you never wanted it man

Wasting time whenever you get the chance

Which happens to be all the time

Kick back, free meals



A couple of times a day you make a couple of shady deals

No work, no fucking pay

Cardboard condominium by the bay

You're between the red and black, you're never goin' back

Say goodbye, to all responsibility

You never wanted it man