Money In The Bank lyrics

From The Suburbs To The Piers

I Found An Anchor To Hold Me Here

A Slice Of The Rich Upper Crust

All The While Maintaining Their Trust

The Indignities Of The Poor And The Social Elite

I Suffer Each And Every Day

As I Count What I`ve Taken



They Trust Me With Every Dime

And Even Pay Me For My Time

As The Cars Keep Rolling In

I Thank God For An Easy Way Out

A Way They Know Nothing About

As The Cars Keep Rolling In



A Punk Is What They See

They`ll Never Relate To Me

I Don`t Care For The Finer Things

And I Sure As Fuck Don`t Need Them

The Smug Upper Class

Looking To Write Off One More Tax

They`re Going Nowhere Fast

As I Take Their Hard Earned Cash



They Trust Me With Every Dime

And Even Pay Me For My Time

As The Cars Keep Rolling In

I Thank God For An Easy Way Out

A Way They Know Nothing About

As The Cars Keep Rolling In