In This Economy...?

What are you waiting for?

Take what you're aching for

Why are you faking your

Hunger, they take you for

Granted, everything you do but

Granted, maybe if you could just

Stab in, like a back or two

You'll be dancing in revenue

So what if a back belongs to a friend?

The bills are due and so is rent

Morality's a hobby for the one percent

It's time to think bout what you can

Do in this economy

You'd better not flinch

The dollar grows heavy

Ooh, in this economy

I'll sell out for cheap

The dollar grows heavy

Grab a chance by the throat

Grab the hand that gives the most

The moral high ground ain't rent-controlled

It's expensive to be good

How do you sleep on satin sheets

When your friends are buried where you used to keep

Hatchets you promised you'd never use

But you did, for thirty silvers, how do you

Sleep?

Richly, as you should, for an hour or two

Deep

In your heart you know there's much worse that you would

Do in this economy

You'd better not flinch

The dollar grows heavy

In this economy

I'll sell out for cheap

The dollar grows heavy

All the time

You think of those you've left behind

Swear that I

I'll live a straight and narrow life

If I could

If I could

If I could

I mean, I probably would

But no promises, you know?

Ooh, in this economy

I'll kill without blinking

The dollar grows heavy

In this economy

You'd better not flinch

The dollar grows heavy

In this economy

I'll sell out for cheap

The dollar grows heavy

The dollar grows heavy

The dollar grows heavy

The dollar grows heavy

The dollar grows heavy

The dollar grows heavy