Big Money Lyrics - Gashed Senses & Crossfire - Front Line Assembly

Big money, big guns 

Yet, as the threat of war is ever more remote 

What's the moral challenge of our day? 

What, what's the moral? 

Big money, big money, big gun 

Yet, as the threat of war is ever more remote 

What's the moral challenge of our day? 

What, what's the moral? 

Corrupted, corrupt politicians 

Who'll say anything? 

On their, on their way to the top 

They'll stop, stop at nothing 

Under flag, statue stands 

Saluting in the air 

Phones are tapped, wires are out 

Spies are everywhere 

Facing to face no morals 

Living, living in the past 

Fool your, fool your minds with power 

It's so sensuous 

No more, no more words 

No, no, no, no more lies 

I hide a certain kind of pride 

Jagged, jagged, jagged glass 

A conspiracy appears on the floor 

The bell starts to ring 

Big money, big guns 

Sexy and lovely thing 

Under flag, statue stands 

Saluting in the air 

Phones are tapped, wires are out 

Spies are everywhere 

Big money, big gun 

Big money, big money 

Big money, big gun 

Big money, big money 

Yet, the threat of war is ever more remote 

A conspiracy begins on the floor 

The bell it starts to ring 

Big money, big guns 

Sexy, lovely thing 

Everything you see 

Under flag, statue stands 

Saluting in the air 

Phones are tapped, wires are out 

Spies are everywhere 

Spies are everywhere 

Yet the threat of war is ever more remote