Composer: Tyler Mitchell Blakslee, Dan Jaquint, Jared Nisch, Mike Reed, Michael Teager
Lyrics
Put me out on the newswire
The ace phantoms are on the take
We've got surveillance out on the boulevard tonight
Dark money is on the move
Do not talk of the easy or the holy
Nor push a man toward the financial rope
There is surveillance out on the avenues tonight
Boom and bust it all on the man with the century blues
Dark money hangs in the hand tonight
Dark money walls up the natural light
Dark money
Dark money
Dark money hangs in the hand tonight
Dark money walls up the natural light
Dark money and the lovers in the temple rejoice
Hurricane cuts from the jaws of the New Order Walker
No credit to the broke, no hearts to that overtime pew
Do not milk out the corpse
Let us in for the weather
Come bring us a loan
That don't pocket the dead
Somewhere there's a loan
That don't pocket the dead
Do not talk of the easy
Do not talk of the easy or the holy
Do not milk out the corpse
Don't talk of that overtime pew
Do not talk of the easy
Don't talk of that overtime pew
Dark money hangs in the hand tonight
Dark money walling up the natural light
Dark money
Dark money
Dark money hangs in the hand tonight
Dark money is walls up the natural light
Dark money
Dark money
The lovers in the temples rejoice
Put it out on the wire
Put it out on the wire