"Big Money" as written by Michael Bruce Balch and Bill Leeb....
Big money, Big guns
"Yet [as] the threat of war is ever more remote"
"What is the moral challenge of our day?"
Big money, big money, Big guns
Corrupted - corrupted politicians
Who'll say anything
On their, on their way to the top
They'll stop - stop at nothing

[Chorus:]
Under the flag
The statue stands
Saluting in the air
Phones are tapped
The wires are out
Spies are everywhere
Facing - to face no morals
Living - living in the past
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, lovely thing

[Chorus]

Big Money, Big Guns
Big Money, Big Guns
Big Money, Big Guns
"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

[Chorus]

Spies are everywhere
"Yet the threat of war is ever more remote"


Lyrics submitted by electr0n1c

"Big Money" as written by Wilhelm Anton Leeb Michael Bruce Balch

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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