Lyrics to Money Music
Lock it in, lock it in
Got to, got to lock it in
Lock it in, lock it in
Pay for my money music
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Cross your legs and your chest
You got to lock it in
Tall Paul and Short Suzette
Pay for my money music
That's not it, that's not it
Got to, got to unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
You've got to unlock
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, hou—
You love your grocery list, your laundry list
Cucumber green and glowing amethyst
Another credit card, no need for that
Tell Mr. Deacon to turn off the lights
Your Rockefeller eyes have made you blind
But you're thinking
You're thinking
Lock it in, lock it in
Got to, got to lock it in
Lock it in, lock it in
Pay for my money music
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Cross your legs and your chest
Yes, you got to lock it in
Put that gold on your skin
Keep it, keep it, lock it in
Rebel yell, rebel yell
Quit your money, leave your cell
But keep buying all my fresh
Money music
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, hou—
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
All ringing out to live
Now listen to this:
We are the positivist
We are the positivist
We are all a part of this
This is no apocalypse
We can be impervious
We are impervious
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
Got to, got to lock it in
Lock it in, lock it in
Pay for my money music
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Cross your legs and your chest
You got to lock it in
Tall Paul and Short Suzette
Pay for my money music
That's not it, that's not it
Got to, got to unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
You've got to unlock
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, hou—
You love your grocery list, your laundry list
Cucumber green and glowing amethyst
Another credit card, no need for that
Tell Mr. Deacon to turn off the lights
Your Rockefeller eyes have made you blind
But you're thinking
You're thinking
Lock it in, lock it in
Got to, got to lock it in
Lock it in, lock it in
Pay for my money music
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Got to, got to unlock it
Cross your legs and your chest
Yes, you got to lock it in
Put that gold on your skin
Keep it, keep it, lock it in
Rebel yell, rebel yell
Quit your money, leave your cell
But keep buying all my fresh
Money music
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, house, oh
Hey, hou—
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
All ringing out to live
Now listen to this:
We are the positivist
We are the positivist
We are all a part of this
This is no apocalypse
We can be impervious
We are impervious
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
We are all instruments
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