Escalators - Lyrics - I The Mighty

Floating down escalators Your eyes are green, your heart is black You've done some ugly things, now it's too late to take them back Just money mongers here who never filled their karma cups Now death has brought them here, and this room in hell is filling up From town to town he came To build his wealth he bought them out Just build the biggest one, then all the smaller ones come down We live the golden age 1909, 1909 Much money to be made monopolize, monopolize Woah oh, oh you're so Deserving of the place you're in Escalating down in rows Woah oh, oh you're soul Was conscious of the path you chose Here's proof that somebody knows On a wooden stage he speaks Eloquently about his feast, he swayed a simple folk But in the middle of his speech A none position screams "A man of one! A man of one!" His threat was well received and so he hung and so he hung And now it's all verse one it's all verse one (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) Woah oh, oh you're so Deserving of the place you're in Escalating down in rows Woah oh, oh you're soul Was conscious of the path you chose Here's proof that somebody knows And you can call, oh brother call Yes, you can call, oh brother call No one can hear you, not at all But you can call, oh brother call And you can call, oh brother call (Floating down escalators, you're eyes are green you're heart is black) Yes, you can call, oh brother call (You've done some ugly things, now it's too late to take them back) No one can hear you, not at all (Just money mongers here, who never filled their karma cups) But you can call, oh brother call (Now death has brought them here, and this room in hell is filling up) We give you death by forty-five It's what we call your last time out, your last time out By forty-five, it's what we call your last time out Woah oh, oh you're so Deserving of the place you're in Escalating down in rows Woah oh, oh you're soul Was conscious of the path you chose Here's proof that somebody knows We give you death by forty-five It's what we call your last time out, your last time out By forty-five, it's what we call your last time out, your last time out