Castles And Tassels - Adam Green

He was born in a murderous fashion

The ass of the business class was his passion

Number by hustle he numbered his muscles

Honor by honest he fell down upon us

And everybody’s acting like they’ve heard something back

From my baby

My baby and me

Oh, castles and tassels and flatulent assholes

I love you

Always

Standing in the sunlight some might say

That her hair was falling down from the building that day

The silvery ball was down by the bridge

And she used to take pills in the woods where she lived

The man you scorned is self-revived

He hides his reproach with a hollow pride

And everyone’s a ghost as the lesson dies

And it’s fun, to be a dirty son

An' one day at the bottom of the hill where they play

She lost a gold coin and the troll would not trade her

They say she lost a fortune and she lost it to hurt him

Then he grew despondent 'cause she would not desert him

He laid out his hand and said «Make me an offer»

Then she asked the troll for just how much did it cost her

(You've got to have money, you’ve got to have money)

Then he told the troll that you’ve got to have money

(You've got to have money, you’ve got to have money)

Girl you tell your daddy that he’s got to have money

And castles and tassels and flatulent assholes

And you’ve got to have money, you’ve got to have money