3.Money Babies
Our money is elastic. Our money is elastic. Gotta get milk for
the baby and our money is elastic. Decapitative laughter is
keeping us alive. Cavalcades of losers, losing their minds.
Hoping for disaster. Settin' off alarms. Amid all of the
deranged. Amid all the charmed. Do you remember that time when
we thought we were gonna die？ Well, baby, nothing much has
changed. And yet they haven't been the same since at all. Our
money is elastic. Our money is elastic. Gotta get milk for the
baby. Gotta bet milk for the baby.
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