What Money Paid For
The Good MadVersion1
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Listen, children
don't give up on this world we're livin' in
an endless chorus of beeping
And countless digits, we're praying to God from these holes that we're digging
Oh, I get that it's all cataclysmic and someday we'll fall
what good is a warning?
Like old man before me, I'll rise up and meet the road
I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets
Why bother saving with holes in my pockets?
It's all a relic someday
we cannot look back and wonder what money paid for
Hold on, lover
It's never the worse that we've seen
there's nothing new
I would gladly talk through
tin cans with some string tied between
Over land, over sea
They'll threaten you as far as their guns can reach
Don't think about it
Or what allowed it
Just enlighten
What do I worship?
Send me my options
There's already too much,
too much, too often
They say peace is boring
If that much is true
Why am I always running to what's un-pursued?
I don't know...
Oh now the moon is shaking
Watching as his mother's taking
Stock of what has been done...so long
I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets
Why bother saving with holes in my pockets?
There's too many numbers that don't mean a thing
we should carve our initials into the machine
cause it's all a relic someday
we cannot look back and wonder what money paid for
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Readable chord sheet for What Money Paid For by The Good Mad
[C] [C] Li[C]sten, children don't give [Em]up on this world we're livin' in an endless[F] chorus of beeping And countless digits, we're [C]praying to God from these [G]holes that we're digging [C]Oh, I get that it's all c[Em]ataclysmic and someday we'll fall what g[F]ood is a warning? Like old man before me, I'll [C]rise up and meet the r[G]oad [G]I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets [F]Why bother saving with holes in my pockets? [G]It's all a relic someday [F]we cannot look back and wonder what money [C]paid for [C]Hold on, lover It's [Em]never the worse that we've seen [F]there's nothing new I would gladly talk through tin c[C]ans with some string tied be[G]tween [C]Over land, over sea They'll t[G]hreaten you as far as their guns can reach [F]Don't think about it Or what allowed it [C]Just enlighten [G]What do I worship? Send me my options There's [F]already too much, too much, too often They s[G]ay peace is boring If that much is true Why am [F]I always running to what's un-pursued? I don[C]'t know... [C] [G] [F] [G] [C] [C]Oh now the moon is shaking Wa[Em]tching as his mother's taking [F]Stock of what has been done...so[C] long [G]I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets [F]Why bother saving with holes in my pockets? There's [G]too many numbers that don't mean a thing we should [F]carve our initials into the machine cause it's [G]all a relic someday [F]we cannot look back and wonder what money[C] paid for [C] [G] [F] [G] [F] [C] [F] [C] [F]