Boulders to rocks, gravel to sand

Leaving you nothing but beaches



You used to move mountains

Oh, wave of your hand

Now you just finger the peace, and now



Here it comes, here it-

Here comes, here it here it-

Here it come, here it-

Here comes, hear it hear it comes

Here it comes, here it

Here comes, hear it



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away



Money shot your love



Forests of trees bounding dimwitted doves

Sipping your way to confusion



You used to be driven by mission and lust

Now it's just dull compensation



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)



Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

[?] finger

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)