honey pot - david schaak lyrics
buy and sell the world, from a golden penthouse
while your forked tongue, tastes a silver spoon
born into a name, but are you livin’?
sixty*five floors high, buried in your tomb
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
full of power and gold
sneerin’ at the world through your rich man eyes
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
set in your ways
because you’re still chasing the money not, the soul
all the yes men, you pay for yesin’
keep on buzzin’, while their palms are green
you say you speak for everyman, but who’s listenin’?
when you can drop a dime, and buy a beauty queen
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
full of power and gold
sneerin’ at the world through your rich man eyes
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
set in your ways
because you’re still chasing the money not, the soul
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
full of power and gold
sneerin’ at the world through your rich man eyes
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
set in your ways
because you’re still chasing the money not, the soul
you’ve got your hand stuck in the honey pot
hand stuck in the honey pot
hand stuck in the honey pot
‘cause you’re still chasing the money not, the soul
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