Movers and Shakers

歌詞

(Z. Walters) The sound of the streetsweeper's a noise i used to hear back when i was unemployed on and on and off again like a slave when to stop and where to begin beatin' up my bones for the suited man labrynth of confusion left back where i began but when i grow rich says the bells of shoreditch in the place where there's no darkness . . you ladders and your calculators lead to nowhere your pocket planners guilt trips and fakers i can't lie to you movers and you shakers it's a shame i can't be more like you the sun is out, but it's butt ass cold and every propane canister has been already sold the lines are getting longer cheap perfume is ever stronger would think about my future but i don't think that they'd bother LBPD, yeah, you'd better get some tanks investigating themselves for missing shotguns and shanks street walking, shut up talking, coffee shop stop, sucker you ladders and your calculators lead to nowhere your pocket planners guilt trips and fakers i can't lie to you movers and you shakers it's a shame i can't be more like you