A Manifesto Of Tangible Wealth Lyrics

Eloise sits,
this privileged corpse,
a mundane pace offers no struggle.

Danny holds tight,
chrome death kiss on a platter,
he answers like raid to a hive--Oh.
ba-da-da-dada,
la-da-dada-da-da-dada-da-dada-da-da-da...

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Or would you rather die here tonight?
This is an empty mural of cubicles and apparel.
Draw business with syringes,

a stethoscope can hear the faint ticks
of a nine to five.
Have you ever seen a life much sadder?
But still you climb,
still you climb,
still you climb.
Oh...