Wash the dishes in the sink
Once in a while I simply sit and think
How simple our life would be
On the off chance that we abrogated cash

Fuck cash
Cash’s gay
Fuck the legislature
Make them pay

Construct our lives in light of sustenance not bombs
Exchange a dinner for a tune
Every one of the punks will live like divine beings
Kill everybody who’s most certainly not

Fuck cash
Cash’s gay
Fuck the legislature
Make them pay