Tekster: Hell Yeah. Stampede. Alive And Well.

We gotta get that something,
That little bit of anything,
Anyway,
Gotta do it for the dough,
Gotta go,
'cause money makes you smile,
Don't ya know
Those little people that'll fuck ya,
Do whatever they can just to get ahead,
No matter what,
No matter why,
No matter who,
No matter how,
No better time than now,

I'm always fighting,
Am I alive and well or just wasting space
My endless search for peace of mind
Am I living life or just wasting time
Trying to secure this piece of mine

Put your money where your mouth is,
Stuff it in,
Stuff it fat,
Stuff it full,
Gotta get a bank roll,
Gotta show
'cause being rich is a bitch,
Don't ya know
The fat cats that'll take ya for everything,
Right in front of your face just to get a taste,
Anything,
Anyone,

Anyplace,
Anytime
'cause what you got's not yours is mine.
I'm always fighting,

Am I alive and well or just wasting space,
My endless search for peace of mind,
Am I living life or just wasting time
Trying to secure this piece of mine
Am I the living dead,
Just a fool in line
Waiting here to be robbed blind
Have I given up or just giving in
And let go of all that's mine

Gotta get it,
Gotta have it,
I want it,
So I'll just take it

Am I alive and well or just wasting space,
My endless search for peace of mind,
Am I living life or just wasting time
Trying to secure this piece of mine
Am I the living dead,
Just a fool in line
Waiting here to be robbed blind
Have I given up or just giving in
And let go of all that's mine