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  Pierre : Being

Foreign Exchange

Pierre said Dec 31, 2006, 9:43 AM:

 


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Written by Pierre Schnehage
Composed by Johann Kruger

Guitars, Bass & Drums - Pierre Schnehage
Guitar - Johann Kruger
Vocals - Steyn Fourie, Pierre Schnehage

Lyric:

The scent of easy money
has your nose up in the air
caught you at your own game
hunts you from behind

Feet in first, head over heels
love the way it feels
fighting the rules and
watching all the losers pay
counting the fools and
seeing their smiles fade away

Caught up in your cash flow
thrashing for change
please don’t rattle my cage
but the borders’ defined
by the narrow mind that…
caught us in the cash flow
thrashing for change
please don’t rattle our cage
‘cause the borders’ defined
by the narrow mind
that brought us this foreign exchange…
Solo
You play the game all the same
you justify the lie
the coast is clear, profit’s insane
supply, demand and personal gain
You realize
you’re over your head
with wide open eyes,
no time to despise
the cheat and the liar inside
don’t even think twice
everything is so cut and dried

Caught up in your cash flow
thrashing for change
please don’t rattle my cage
but the borders’ defined
by the narrow mind that…
caught us in the cash flow
thrashing for change
please don’t rattle our cage
‘cause the borders’ defined
by the narrow mind
that brought us this foreign exchange…

You play the game all the same
you’ve got your nose up in the air
halfway there, over the moon
supply, demand and personal pain

You realize
you’re out of your mind
there’s a light in your eyes,
there’s no turning back now
why don’t you come along for the ride…
no turning back now
caught up in this foreign exchange