Irrational Lyrics by Nasty Savage
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Music-Rich,Dave
Lyrics-Ron

The color
Of Money
Is the
Color of greed
Grab
What you can
Take
What you need
A wishful
Thinker
Lives
In the past
Climbed on
The world
That went by
Too fast
More temper
Than
Imagination
Portrait of
A losing side
Opinions formed
Without
Taking time
To care

The stone thrower
Broke the windows of his glass house
Thoughtless search
For a
Scapegoat
A human coin
On edge
For a time
Having a fallout
All of his own
Hungry for
Want of gentleness
A carnival story
With absence
Of scenes
Slightly tilt
And left
Of center
He can rum
A four minute mile
Just as long as
He was chasing
A fast buck

Sour man
Sit in the rubble
Of your own making
Feed off your own
Disillusions

When your irrational
It's always a sorrow
A thin line into
The dust

Sour man
Feed off your own
Disillusions
Sit in the rubble
Of your own makings
Music-Rich,Dave   Lyrics-Ron       The color   Of Money   Is the   Color of greed   Grab   What you can   Take   What you need   A wishful   Thinker   Lives   In the past   Climbed on   The world   That went by   Too fast   More temper   Than   Imagination   Portrait of   A losing side   Opinions formed   Without    Taking time   To care      The stone thrower   Broke the windows of his glass house   Thoughtless search    For a    Scapegoat   A human coin   On edge   For a time   Having a fallout   All of his own   Hungry for    Want of gentleness   A carnival story   With absence   Of scenes   Slightly tilt   And left   Of center   He can rum   A four minute mile   Just as long as   He was chasing   A fast buck      Sour man   Sit in the rubble   Of your own making   Feed off your own   Disillusions      When your irrational   It's always a sorrow   A thin line into   The dust      Sour man   Feed off your own   Disillusions   Sit in the rubble   Of your own makings