We love the smell of sweet success
Gets us every town
Hooks us right through the cheek like bait through a fishing line.


We are the vultures circling
To sweep down to surprise

And when we come back up again we come up with prize.

We'll be back when the money's right

Right back when the money's right.
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Oh that scent we love that cent.
Oh that scent we love that cent
Oh that scent we love that cent

Oh that scent we love that cent

We are the swarm of the buzzing flies

Drawn out by the rot.
Climbs out up to passers by screaming "give us what you got!"


We keep coming back to the same place
Like thieves after the crime.
We circle in and out of jail just to collect a dime.


We'll be back when the money's right
Right back when the money's right.

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