homewrecker

Thinking 'bout your money Think about the homes you wreck Never mind the money Thinking 'bout your m-m-m-m-m-money I'm looking for a home I'm looking for a home Since I don't come from anywhere a house will make me strong A longing to belong A longing to belong I asked you for redemption and I sang a little song A pre-approval for a life of wiping history away A pre-approval for a debt that I will never pay Dare yourself to think it, think it all the way through Dare yourself to think 'cause every day it comes true Thinking 'bout your money Think about the homes you wreck (Never mind the money Thinking 'bout your m-m-m-m-m-money) I'm looking for my people I cannot find my people I lost them in the killings at the temple and the steeple I feel so overwhelmed Abandoned and ashamed So I remain the passenger, the driver is deranged I ate your babies from the nest where you were keeping them safe I called it safety when I doomed you to both prison and rape So I comfort ate, so I comfort Ate your eggs so greedily and sickness was my fate Oh, somewhere there's a place I'll find my rhyme And wind up nowhere that is mine Tending to the mending of the troubled times Oh, somewhere there's a place I'll find my rhyme And wind up nowhere that is mine Tending to the mending of the troubled times Thinking 'bout your money Think about the homes you wreck Thinking 'bout your money Think about the homes you wreck Thinking 'bout your money Asking 'bout the home you wreck Thinking 'bout your money Asking 'bout the home you wreck (Oh, somewhere there's a place I'll find my rhyme And wind up nowhere that is mine)