Do it for Money - Hate Dept.

I’m not in love with the clothes you wear or the smell of your perfume

We run our fingers through your hair, once you leave the room

The cash will flow when you’re down to skin

Name the price that counts you in

Me, you, in god we trust — choose the bread or accept the crust

Do it for money

Spare us a song that speaks your mind or the sentiment of your soul

We pay attention to be kind but spending gets so old

So sing to us of dollar bills — make us rich, I know you will

You, me, in god we trust — don’t have to change but you need to adjust

Do it for money

And to keep you used to being used, we’ll give you more for you to lose

You, me, in god we trust — choose the bread or accept the crust

Do it for money