cash is king

Cash is king

On the way out to the beach

The waving ripples showing fingers

Of the floating woods and branches

Sometimes cash can't help

You can have it pile high up

You can see the world

But God never wants to see you

Cash is king

The stage is sleeping away

The sanctuary isn't there

The world is dark in the mind

Cash is king

The demons want souls

It paves the way

But God never wants to see you

Praying many times

Cash is king

The stage is sleeping away

But God never wants to see you