A). If Not for the Money      For twenty years I forged this path   Of sonic sounds that go and pass   From hallways bent and all these times   I’ve made my way.      And ever since I’ve held my scepter   Shining forth, my mighty specter.   For twenty years   I’ve held my scepter.      And I’ll pay my dues   So come and follow   Through the woods to the indecent hollow.   Pay the toll, and hold my scepter.      I am feeding on the mindless many   I paid, and forged, and feasted plenty.   I’m forging on through the mighty forest   I cannot leave, no.      I’m forging on with my scepter   Forging on this mighty specter   I’m feeding on   The mindless many, oh!      B). The Dance      Twisting vixen dripping off her gown   Show me all that’s behind that blouse.   A soft sin, I cave in;   Show me all that’s in your town.      The gold is mine!   (Why)   (You have no rights.)      I’m addicted to that pixie charm.