Moneyshot - Puscifer

Boulders to rocks, gravel to sand

Leaving you nothing but beaches

You used to move mountains

A wave of your hand

Now you just finger the peace, and now

Here it comes, here it

Here comes, here it here it

Here it come, here it

Here comes, hear it hear it comes

Here it comes, here it

Here comes, hear it

Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

Finger

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

Grind away

Bang away

(Here come the money shot)

Finger

Bang away

Money shot your load

Forest for trees, pounding timber to dust

Tipping your way to confusion

You used to be driven by mission and lust

Now it’s just all compensation