Jack Strange - Money King Lyrics

Mercy mercy Money King
Can't you hear the people sing
Money King they're at your door
Asking for a little more
They want more

Cadillacs and racing tracks
You put the weight on the peoples backs
Canonize the velvet green
When it comes to money you're people mean

But sometimes your soul it catches fire
You curse your god a blessed liar
Ain't no comfort in a fancy wench
When it comes to love you're on the bench

So sorry sorry Money King
You ain't got nothing but everything
Money King you've closed the door
Now dont you want a little more
You want more

Mercy mercy Money King
I said sorry sorry
Money King
Sorry sorry
Money King
Money King