You think you can buy you love Just like some booze Girls with long legs and big tits Don’t seem to choose No feelings no emotions That’s all for show Decaying in the sweet shit Going down below
I got no power over you punk Can’t make you stop acting like that It is not gonna last forever Maybe your daughter will be next
So you say That money is your credo They will not Make you a superhero
Attracted by his fast cars Diamonds, credit cards You feel so independent Higher than the stars But later when he gets bored She’s begging on her knees Now you got nothing to own Regretting wasted years
You should have thought right in advance, babe That you are nothing on your own Think of your future be a person If you discord so prove me wrong
So you say That money is your credo They will not Make you a superhero
So you say That money is your credo They will not Make you a superhero