Paroles de Blood Money

Had to make a trade....wouldn't take it on faith Top of the line...beg, borrow, steal and a fast escape Something bout a house of bricks Solitude and a pint of gin Wait till the bricks are dry, and start all over again Played for a fool...what can I say? No regrets Something about finishing school Something that you ain't learned yet Blood! Blood money! Blood! Blood money! Rich man drives a lincoln...lives way uptown Says that he's been thinking... So he lays his money down I got a big ol truck... Tape deck, speakers in the back Take a walk after last call And work it out on a sneak attack-tack yeah Played for a fool...what can I say? No regrets Something about finishing school Something that you ain't learned yet Blood! Blood money! Blood! Blood money!