All the Pawns

Where's all the money gone Where's all my stocks and bonds All of my stuffs in pawn (So why you wanna hang around with me) My daddy gave his life A working nine til five Oh, how the day is long (When no one wants to hang around and see) This is the Great Depression This is the Great Depression My girl, don't make a fuss (Ooh aah) And that makes two of us (Ooh aah) It's hard to give a fuck (When no one wants to hang around and see) I'm logging in and out (Ooh aah) Checking my bank account (Ooh aah) Last thing I have is clout (So why you wanna hang around with me) I'm thanking God because it's Monday And everybody's riding on a bus Clutching for dear life Onto that rubber handle I'm talking knives and guns (Ooh aah) I'm talking pros and cons (Ooh aah) I speak to all the pawns Who know it's not worth anything at all Down at the PL crew (Ooh aah) I'm down the sideroad too (Ooh aah) I'm wearing socks and shoes The rain and the snow and the come and go bro, and The fast and the slow and the pain of not knowing The grass and the dirt and the not wearing no shirt In the winter, the summer, the never-ending bummer I only do what I wanna do How could I ever take care of you I only do what I wanna do How could I ever take care of you Where's all the money gone Where's all my stocks and bonds All of my stuffs in pawn My daddy gave his life A working nine til five Oh, how the day is long