Introductions were made at the age of fifteen

By a suicidal prophet in a halcyon limousine

Fueled by the agents that help us slow down the ride

I'll take a shotgun position till the day I die

You wanna come into my house you wanna cut off my hair

Tell me what to do and tell me what to wear

Come up to me and say you'll fill my needs

And then watch me bleed



Cooling out in the bloodshot blaze of the summer sun

Out to give this life a chance and have me a little fun

Whoever told the truth they told the truth when they lied

When you're a walking approximation of Mr. Hyde

Rice paper walking your way to the top of the pile

In a see through world full of cellophane smiles

They come up to you and say they'll fill your need

Then watch you bleed



They got a name for it

Greed



Now I'm rolling through town in that self same limousine

With a couple of coked up beauties that I ain't never seen

Oh I feel like I'm on a roll Hyde's doing the talking and I'm outta control

And what I have learned in ten thousand days

There's no way out of this fucking maze

They'll cone up to and say they'll fill your need



And life is much harder than I thought it would be

Than when I first heard it explained to me

When the questions were all simple and all cut and dried

And they're weren't no talking about the other side

Well I'm getting sick and tired of the whole damn system

Line the greedy motherfuckers up and then I'll cold fist 'em

Come up and say they'll fill your needs

Then watch you bleed



They got a name for it

Greed