Songtext Blood money The Church

Blood money

Blind with dollars,
Bought and sold.
And you pay for everything in cold, hard cash.
Better read through the fine print, you sift through the ash.
In the hand, blood money.
In the sand, blood money.
Shes worth the ransom.
He says, do you accept my card,
Or can I pay for it now in cold, hard cash?
Im priceless, youre worthless, but its not a bad match.
And I know you understand, its blood money.
Theres such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
Its flowing under the land, like blood money.
Hes worth the ransom.
She says, why cant you get hot?
Because you pay for this now in cold, hard cash.
You make the front page, Im gonna bring back the lash.
Then I know youll understand, its blood money.
Theres such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
Its flowing under the land, like blood money.