paper blood

livin' on a razor's edge

sharper than a knife

surrender to the power of wedge

keep running for your life

you don't need no periscope

you won't need second sight

it'll come at you so fast my friend

it's thank you and goodnight

caught in the river

you can't stop the flood

that's the power of money

paper blood

ambition flies on silver wings

searching for a crown

king of kings

they pull the strings

until they run you down

no matter what you've undergone

the measure of success

is how much you can charge it on

american express

you don't need to drive a car

and you don't need a house

and you don't need a guiding star

when living like a mouse

in the presidential suite

they'd rather see you burn

ducking and diving just to make ends meet

to the point of no return