Savage Good Boy

I want to be your man
 I want to be your s-
 I want to be your man
 I want to be your savage good boy
 I want to take care of you
 When everybody's gone
 Want you to be the one that I come home to
 The one that's up waiting
 I want to make the money 'til there's no more to be made
 And we will be so wealthy, I'm absolved from questioning
 That all my bad behavior was just a necessary strain
 They're the stakes in the race to win
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 I've got a five year plan
 I've got a pension and six condos
 A billion dollar bunker for two
 And when the city's underwater
 I will wine and dine you in the hollows
 On a surplus of freeze dried food
 I want to make the money 'til there's no more to be made
 And as the last ones standing, we'll be tasked to repopulate
 And as you rear our children, know it's the necessary strain
 They're the stakes in a race to live