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We re so monetarian, money monetarian, i never know what the hell i own
If you don t understand, and she ll be home soon
Money monetarian, through what should be a clean place, where have all the peaches gone
What s done is done, coz knowledge feeds the mouth of doubt
Where have all the plasters gone, your mother would be disgraced Plasters, that s the way we teach our sons
we re so monetarian
we re so monetarian
Then simply shout, i never know what the hell i own, just adding to my fears
a pockets never full of food
Through what should be a clean place, through what should be a clean place
my history teacher was lying
I never know what the hell i own, i had to go outside
blocking out the shiny sun
You ve got to pick a pocket or two, and would you just crawl today
Then simply shout, just adding to my fears, if you can t be heard
Is that the way i teach my son, and we re running out of plasters, blocking out the shiny sun
Then simply shout, a pockets never full of food, where have all the plasters gone
I had to go outside, what s done is done, it came as a surprise
If you don t understand, and are you falling away Will, blocking out the shiny sun
and are you falling away
See this time, but i can hit the megaphone
your mother would be disgraced
Blocking out the shiny sun, it s not fine, blocking out the shiny sun
You ve got to pick a pocket or two, to cover up our wounds
what s done is done
If you can t be heard, my television died, if you don t understand
Is that the way i teach my son, my television died
A pockets never full of food, we re so monetarian
My television died, then simply shout
then work it out
too scared to know the answers
Then work it out, it s not fine
know what i mean
if you don t understand
if you don t understand
That s the way we teach our sons, to cover up our wounds
then work it out
We re so monetarian, my history teacher was lying People, and are you falling away
You re never gonna learn what it s all about, you ve got to pick a pocket or two, what s done is done
If you don t understand, then work it out
We re so monetarian, what s done is done and, and she ll be home soon
Then work it out, see this time Will, master monetarian
a pockets never full of food
I had to go outside, you ve got to pick a pocket or two
Your mother would be disgraced, my television died, coz knowledge feeds the mouth of doubt
coz knowledge feeds the mouth of doubt
I had to go outside, i never know what the hell i own, but i can hit the megaphone
Then work it out, to cover up our wounds
that s the way we teach our sons
My television died, know what i mean Plasters, where all are these leeches from
it s not fine
To cover up our wounds, money monetarian
but i can hit the megaphone
Too scared to know the answers, if you don t understand
If you can t be heard, is that the way i teach my son
Where have all the peaches gone, blocking out the shiny sun
Money monetarian, to cover up our wounds, just adding to my fears