Money Room

Lights were on but it was dark
 Men in bow ties lined up at the door
 The room was for rich men
 I thought I'd never been there before
 The room was a secret
 But we all knew what it was for
 For the rich men of my town
 Like the Milton Kishenor
 Its just you and the holy one
 And a silver box
 If you got an extra penny
 You drop it in the box
 If you need to feed your family
 Take whatever you need from the money room
 No one could ever know
 If they're a taker with a plight
 No one could ever know
 If they're a giver in the night
 Cause on the outside ya they're all same
 With their smile, cigars, and those picture frame
 And a fancy cars like a Milton kishenor
 Ya, on the outside ya they're all same
 With their smile, cigars, and those picture frame
 And a fancy cars like a Milton kishenor
 When I traveled back to my town
 To see the room and just to know forsure
 There a line of suits and bowties and an old man sitting at the door
 The old man was laughing telling men from near and far
 The money rooms the world we live in
 Only you know who you are
 Its just you and the holy one
 And a silver box
 If you got an extra penny
 You drop it in the box
 If you need to feed your family
 Take whatever you need from the money room
 No one could ever know
 If you're a taker with a plight
 No one could ever know
 If you're a giver in the night
 Cause on the outside ya we're all same
 With our smile, cigars, and those picture frame
 And our fancy cars like a Milton kishenor
 on the outside ya we're all same
 With their smile, cigars, and those picture frame
 And our fancy cars like a Milton kishenor
 In the money room
 In the money room
 In the money room
 Living in the money room