Fistful of Dollars Songtext
von Vice Squad

A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead
A few dollars more, arms galore
A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race
They′d kill us all for a few dollars

A cracked old actor runs the country
Reading scripts from old'B′movies
Finger on the button, head in the clouds
Still doing anything to please the crowds


A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead
A few dollars more, arms galore
A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race
They'd kill us all for a few dollars

Biggest is best the American way
Living and lie from day to day
A flash car only boosts the ego
Fuel economy out the window

A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead
A few dollars more, arms galore
A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race
They'd kill us all for a few dollars


History and heritage, they haven′t got
Though that doesn′t mean a lot
They pride themselves on their wild west past
Would be cowboys to the last.