Dirty money washed rich
Suck me, honey, it's a cinch
Use your delusions, to get ahead
I'm not faking a single breath

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

I got manners like a comedy
If you push too hard, baby
It's a thin veneer

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

Got the new deal, it's like a wish
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See me wanting all of this
Use my delusions to get ahead
I'm not faking a single breath

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong
You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong
You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

Songwriter(s): Michael Hutchence, Andrew Farriss
Copyright: Chardonnay Investments Ltd., Xl Publishing Pty. Ltd.
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