Avarice/What's Coming - Mark Stoermer

It will never be enough, calling out your bluff

As you stain the floor with overflowing cup

You can put away your stash, protect it from the crash

Yet as the willows weep, your teeth will gnash

Avarice, its darkness makes you blind

Avarice puts you in chains that bind

Avarice, the weights around your neck

Avarice, your ship will soon be wrecked

You’ve got a contract to sign, say my best interest is in mind

Well you can take that where the sun don’t shine

Anything to make a buck, more than your share of luck

Yet for a single dime wallow in the muck

When the empire falls we’ll watch it all come down

While the fortune wheel goes around and round

For acquisitive minds there is no repose

Outstretching hands shall forever be closed

I don’t care what your problem is

I don’t care about your golden years

Just want see you get what’s coming

I don’t care if you had it rough

Don’t care if you had enough

Just want to see you get what’s coming