Cash Cow Testo

Refreshing bills
To warm the slots in the till
Infernal wheel
That churns the ocean of milk
That long wire is frayed
Don❝t shout out proudly that the cash cow❝s lame
That proud call is wrong
Don❝t scoot by trumpeting the cash cow❝s gone
The quantize knob
That drains the beat of all soul
You hapless slob
Go back to sink in your hole
This thing❝s going down
Don❝t gift-horse gawk it at the cash cow now
Disdainful clown
Don❝t go ❝round mocking on the cash cow now
And I will offer you a place
In my pavilion
And I must stick close to the grace
Of fifty billion
Smoke in the mouth
Stick in a candy apple
So luminous-
Skinned, but the face is awful
Some cloud unknown
This pinkness creeping as the sun comes low
That long haul, wow,
Don❝t go ❝round mocking on the cash cow now