Standing tall over the blame  [bad word] from the start 
Your engine's full of rage 
So wrong, so raw 

You think you're gonna be cool 
When everyone turn their heads? 
You're beautiful like scars

All that you owe 
Seems it's [bad word] 
Sounds like thunder 

Creep straight over the edge 
You'll never get that far 
Slip instead of walk 
So blind, so blind 

You think they're gonna be fooled 
As your twisted thought operates 
You better take advice 

All that you owe 
Seems it's [bad word] 
Sounds like thunder 

All that you owe 
Took you over 
Avida Dollars 

Get your cash fast and give it 
As the earth needs your art sublime 
One by one, all the pieces 
Of your mansion falling down 
Build it up, build it up 
As all the cops lay down tonight 
Heard you say "Avida Dollars" 
Well you just named me right