Mr. Mountebank

Climb fast, money talks

Then, they wanna sell you on what you′re all about

Blow it up, never fail

Each cut bigger, my little man

Dark hairs tire easily

Once they peel the skin back, let 'em see

Not afraid, not for sale

Long game, class acts never fail

So pay me my money, I met the reprobate

Lifted my life and still can′t concentrate

Is a weasel my friend or Mr. Mountebank?

Check the literature before you calculate

Gotta swallow that water before the high can drate

Share the benefit, then the eyes can take

Show your family that the heart can ache

Wait your turn, the gifts, the time it takes, mmm

Big man, who are you?

Are you gonna do what they tell you to?

Frame up, televise

Burnt out brother in his mother's eyes

Back home in your sweater vest

Do you have regret, boy? Let it rest

One tear from your eye

Rip another lie, let the piggies fly

Yeah, if you climb fast, yeah, money talks

Then, they wanna sell you on what you're all about

Blow it up, never fail

Each cut bigger, my little man

Dark hairs tire easily

Once they peel the skin back, let ′em see

Not afraid, not for sale

Long game, class acts never fail

So shocked that water, these tired dogs can′t wait

Pass that paper, my big head needs a break

Rats can't hack it until the trash is out

Now my ears are burning, that last line spoke to me loud

Is the big life lucky? Yeah, is that what you want?

Are the crusts cut, buddy? Complain, yeah, things are too hard?

Does the gold spoon do it the same, or was silver enough?

Can a brick wall listen because I′ve heard the chap chuff?

It's too much (huh)

Climb fast, money talks

Then, they wanna sell you on what you′re all about

Blow it up, never fail

Each cut bigger, my little man

Dark hairs tire easily

Once they peel the skin back, let 'em see

Not afraid, not for sale

Long game, class acts never fail

Cast it out, fade away

Wish that I could wish my little wish away (no)

Tap out for you, but it′s takin' everything right outta me

In a way, who's the cuck?

If I watch a good thing getting fucked

Washed out glory hole, piss pot feeling like a jelly roll

What you do you want from me?

Don′t count money, the change is on your plate

Things were always heavy when things didn′t go your way

And you won't forget me when I move away

Bet you won′t forget the way I drove back home

When you were cryin', even though you were wrong

I was there to comfort you with all respect gone

Haven′t seen you again, I guess that's our swan song, mmm