Escalators - I The Mighty

Floating down escalators

Your eyes are green, your heart is black

You’ve done some ugly things

Now it’s too late to take them back

Just money mongers here

Who never filled their karma cups

Now death has brought them here

And this room in hell is filling up

From town to town he came

To build his wealth, he bought them out

Just build the biggest one

Then all the smaller ones come down

We live the golden age 1909, 1909

Much money to be made monopolize, monopolize

Woah, oh, oh, you’re so

Deserving of the place you’re in

Escalating down in rows

Woah, oh, oh, your soul

Was conscious of the path you chose

Here’s proof that somebody knows

On a wooden stage, he speaks

Eloquently about his feast, he swayed a simple folk

But in the middle of his speech

A none position screams «A man of one!

A man of one!»

His threat was well received and so he hung and so he hung

And now it’s all verse one, it’s all verse one

(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

Woah oh, oh, you’re so

Deserving of the place you’re in

Escalating down in rows

Woah oh, oh, your soul

Was conscious of the path you chose

Here’s proof that somebody knows

And you can call, oh, brother call

Yes, you can call, oh, brother call

No one can hear you, not at all

But you can call, oh, brother call

And you can call, oh, brother call

(Floating down escalators

Your eyes are green, your heart is black)

Yes, you can call, oh, brother call

(You've done some ugly things

Now it’s too late to take them back)

No one can hear you, not at all

(Just money mongers here

Who never filled their karma cups)

But you can call, oh, brother call

(Now death has brought them here

And this room in hell is filling up)

We give you death by forty-five

It’s what we call your last time out, your last time out

By forty-five, it’s what we call your last time out

Woah oh, oh, you’re so

Deserving of the place you’re in

Escalating down in rows

Woah oh, oh, your soul

Was conscious of the path you chose

Here’s proof that somebody knows

We give you death by forty-five

It’s what we call your last time out, your last time out

By forty-five, it’s what we call your last time out, your last time out