You wake up late morning
Don't you know how to spend your daddy's daily stack?
Trying to figure out something
Maybe an opening act with your favourite band
Cause you're told you can just pay the money
And you can get whatever you crave
Maybe a push or a bribe
The easier way
You would kill for respect
You're out of money
When you wake up late morning
With the thought that the world could be bought by you
You choke on blue sweets on your night stand
But how to use that thing is still up to you
Cause you're told you can just pay the money
To get almost all that that you crave
One more push for a bride or the best fake mates
You would kill for respect
You're out of money
Out of money
Out of money
Everyone knows this is all that you got
Everyone knows this is all that you got
And everyone, everyone, everyone knows that
You're such a piece of shit
Eveyone knows this is all that you got
Come on fake it until you make
Come on give us a smile
Everyone knows this is all that you got
You would kill for respect
You're out of money
(Ma basta)
