Fake Money

Oh you're just a boy, a little banker boy

Everything's a game, and everyone's your toy

While everyone was sleeping, dreaming dumb-ass dreams

You're praying to gods who are meaningless to me

You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe

Oh it's just a game, a silly little game

Everyone's a fool so you don't take any blame

With entitled narcissism, you speak courageously

You're praying to gods who are meaningless to me

You're preying on the weak and those who don't believe

Oh, it's nothing but fake money. Yeah, it's nothing but fake money

We're just a bunch of fools, stupid little fools

In a condensing voice you explain us the rules

So share with us your wisdom, about how it's going to be

You're praying to gods who are meaningless to me

You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe

Oh you're just a boy, a brazen little boy

When everything's a battle, there's tactics to deploy

Standing while you're sleeping, you're always on your feet

Winning's in your religion, the alters where you preach

You're praying to gods who are meaningless to me

You're preying on the weak, and those who don't believe

Remember it's nothing but fake money

Yah, it's nothing but fake money

And you're some cowboy at High Noon

You're playing a board game up in a board room

Remember it's nothing but fake money

Yah, it's nothing but fake money

And you're some cowboy at High Noon

You're playing a board game up in a board room