Presidents and banksters, reaching from the grave
To silence free-thinkers, just to keep them enslaved.
Got you begging for your life
'Til you're forced to stand and fight.
Kicking to the curb the feelings of material fate
It's a real imperial world, you wanna infiltrate.
I think it's time to live this life
Cause even death comes with a price.
Burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When your pockets are feeling clean
And the truth is obsolete.
Then burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When money ain't what it seems
Stuck in the red, dreaming green.
In the eye...
The eye of the pyramid.
The eye...
Don't look in the eye of the pyramid.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me, penny for me
Say one day you wake up with a sudden twist of fate
Saving venom for tomorrow, but you say that every day.
And while you're pushing love away
You know the pain is there to stay.
Start from the ground and work your way up now.
You're finding all of your bricks, they fall down.
And your journey's made in vain
And your pride will never be the same.
Burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When your pockets are feeling clean
And the truth is obsolete.
Then burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When money ain't what it seems
Stuck in the red, dreaming green.
In the eye...
The eye of the pyramid.
The eye...
Don't look in the eye of the pyramid.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me, penny for me
Hours for money, money for love
Dying in the darkest room
Closing your eyes, behind a fatal surprise
Like you got nothing to lose.
Like you got nothing to lose.
Burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When your pockets are feeling clean
And the truth is obsolete.
Then burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn!
When money ain't what it seems
Stuck in the red, dreaming green.
In the eye...
The eye of the pyramid.
The eye...
Don't look in the eye of the pyramid.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me.
Preying on the weak is cheap
But the price they pay is deep.
Gold for the king, not a penny for me, penny for me
The eye... the eye...
Burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn
Burn dolla dolla burn dolla dolla burn
Yeah burn
