Crying All The Way To The Bank - Zig Zag

I need money

To make my art

I need art

To feel alive

If Iʼm alive

Iʼm gonna need more money

But the thought of money

Makes me wanna die die die

I think Iʼve run out of luck

Should I give up for a shiny buck

Iʼll write a catchy jingle with my band

And swap it out for the jingle of gold in my hand

I get a little less brave with every dollar I save

Or I laugh my way to an early grave

Iʼm running on an empty tank

Or Iʼm crying all the way to the bank

I chose art

So I make no money

And no money

Makes me feel real depressed

Iʼm so deprssed

That I canʼt make my art

With out art Iʼm gonna die did di

I think Iʼve run out of luck

Should I give up for a shiny buck

Iʼll write a catchy jingle with my band

And swap it out for the jingle of gold in my hand

I get a little less brave with every dollar I save

Or I laugh my way to an early grave

Iʼm running on an empty tank

Or Iʼm crying all the way to the bank

So Iʼll sing and Iʼll cry and Iʼll make my art

Coz whatʼs the point of having money if you donʼt have a heart

Give the buck in my pocket away on a whim

Coz Iʼd rather die trying than live like a king

Yeah theyʼre laughing at me at the bank

Stuff their pockets with treasure

While I walk the plank

And running on an empty tank