The Age Of The Dollar (Demo)
He raised his hands, stepped back inside
Put it on his ammo belt
Rest his finger on his gun
And he felt God, he felt God
He felt God understood
He wandered out with every step
His ammo belt began to twang
He's speakin' in different tongues
But he felt God, he felt God
He felt God understood
He heard the fluttering of the dollar bills
Lacing in the wind not far from here
And peoples came from here and there
Pickin' up the change of the dollar bills
And cease to cry, he's left children cry
It's crowned by the [?] for a dollar bill
And he bowed his head
Scanning on the dead
In the air
Change of the dollar bill
