Primal Scream - Innocent Money Lyrics

Primal Scream - Innocent Money Lyrics 

At night he sleeps on garbage heap streets
On the mattress he keeps strapped to his back
Of sleeping bags and rags
In a five-star shop doorway or underpass home
Canal wind cutting deep through his bones
And a wrap of smack and the mattress on his back
Are all that he owns
And nobody visits and nobody cares

Innocent money
Weighing our worth in it
Innocent money
Surrender our lives to it
Innocent money
There's never enough of it
Innocent money
Swimming in sewers for it

Innocent money
Innocent money
Innocent money
Innocent money

His cold dead stare and filthy grease matted hair
Makes the civilians scared as they walk on by
With their pious eyes glued to the floor
And they've got no clue that he didn't choose
His pavement blues
And the world keeps turning just a little more
And all he can hope for is some money to score
Some money to score

Innocent money
We place all our trust in it
Innocent money
We pray to our gods for it
Innocent money
Is the King of the World
Innocent money
It's the Devil himself

From Buckingham Palace to sink estate slums
Imperial nostalgia, the eagle has flown
Britannia's resignation to managed decline
The fox guards the chickens, the chickens don't mind
The system is rigged like a Vegas casino
We're most of us born with a busted flush
Marx's pipe dream of a classless society
IS further away than the mountains of Mars

Innocent money
A lifetime of work
Innocent money
With nothing to show for it
Innocent money
'Cept a face full of worry
Innocent money
And a fist full of air

The bourgeois bastards just keep stealing
And selling the dreaming of the lie-lie-lies
That undermines our lives
The slugs at the bottom feed the wolves at the top
Growth spreads upwards ever only
There's no 'trickle down – trickle down'
Our souls are worth more than the warmth of the sun
They've tricked us to believe that our work is never done
Cognitive dissonance
Proud of your ignorance
Subjects nor citizens
Never read a book
Too scared to take a look
Too scared to take a look

Market theology
Makes a lie of 'Democracy'
We'd swim in a sewer for it
Drowning in debt for it
Market realities
Closed down the factories
A rope made of gold
To hang ourselves on

Innocent, innocent, innocent...

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