Hey there buddy, do you make a lot of money, Wear the price tag out on your sleeve? But don't give a fuck in your big black truck But I noticed you were looking at me Downtown-- run away from the house 'Cause the voices in your head start to scream and shout I don't care, I don't care, I don't care I got money -- who needs fear?
Well maybe you were looking down on me And maybe I got something to say Your skin is too thin... Oh won't you please Break down for me
Now the sun doesn't rise and set for you Even though I know that you can probably believe it's true Married to the firm I can hear the wedding bells Drinking champagne all the while you're clocking sales And on the inside you'll find no signs of life No gets through, not even your wife It's like a total eclipse, total eclipse, total eclipse Oh, what you miss
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I'll tell you what -- I bleed when I'm cut I got 29 stitches to prove Now i'm not trying to bring you down No, I just wanna make you move On the outside my vibe is perfectly mellow I can roll with the waves I can slide like Jell-O I don't care, I don't care, I don't care I've got love, who needs fear?