Hard Earned Money Lyrics & Chords By Fishboy

we put our hard earned money
in the taco stand
and we ran ran ran
in the marathon
when the cops they came
we were all long gone
cause we had taken
the subway
and the world moves slow
in the evening hours
you cant control
your own heart rate
and I should know
cause I had that friend
who had that friend
whose neighbor died
and some say
he became a ghost that day
and he just floats around
I assume
it's like some invisible balloon
hovering inches from the ground

well it's hard to read
and its hard to write
but I wrote wrote wrote you
a three verse song
when my wrist fell off
a bluebird cried
lets only hope
it was the first time
well they called my house
but I was not home
and my phone machine
is twelve years old
and you should know
cause you had that friend
who had that friend
whose father said
he said "son,
the perfect girl is like a gun
but she's hard to hold
once you've seen
your one and only death machine
never never never never never never
let her go"

we put our hard earned money
in the old trans am
and it burn burn burned
until midnight
if they cops they come
lets both take off
we can tell the boss
we were robbed