Piles Songtext
von Re-Volts

Your house is in disarray
Your future is a tenement of clay
On the one percentile
On the miracle mile
Another fleshy fraction
Talking shit and spitting bile
And on the lookout for a bargain in the dollar store
Or a death in the family
Smiles like daggers
Over dinner plates
And I slipped into the same state
When I did I was wasting my time
And time ain′t slowing down
So you take everything you see


And it's no way out
The dollar signs in your eyes are permanent fixtures now
And they hold on an unwatched dime
And there′s no way to release it
Cold, like faces in a traffic jam
And eyes like a business man
And a nose for short money
I saw her eyes alight when you came
Saw her smile when she said your name
Were you biding your time?
And I knew I'm talking way outside the lines
I'm talking way out
Go on up
To the top of the pile