"Mr. Mountebank" lyrics

Climb fast, money talks
Then they wanna sell you on what you're all about
Blow it up, never fail
Each cut bigger my little man
Dark hairs tire easily
Once they peel the skin back let 'em see
Not afraid, not for sale
Long game class acts never fail

So pay me my money I met the reprobate
Lifted my life and still can't concentrate
Is a weasel my friend or Mr. Mountebank?
Check the literature before you calculate
Gotta swallow that water before the hy-can-drate
Share the benefit then the I's can take
Show your family that the heart can ache
Wait your turn, the gift's the time it takes

Big man, who are you?
Are you gonna do what they tell you to?
Frame up, televise
Burnt out brother in his mothers eyes
Back home in your sweater vest
Do you have regret boy? Let it rest
One tear, from your eye
Rip another lie let the piggies fly

Yeah, if you climb fast, yeah, money talks
Then they wanna sell you on what you're all about
Blow it up, never fail
Each cut bigger my little man
Dark hairs tire easily
Once they peel the skin back let 'em see
Not afraid, not for sale
Long game class acts never fail

So shock that water these tired dogs can't wait
Pass that paper my big head needs a break
Rats can't hack it until the trash is out
Now my ears are burning that last line spoke to me loud
Is the big life lucky? Yeah, is that what you want?
Are the crusts cut buddy? Complain? yeah things are too hard?
Does the gold spoon do it the same or was silver enough?
Can a brick wall listen because I've heard the chap chuff?
It's too much

Climb fast, money talks
Then they wanna sell you on what you're all about
Blow it up, never fail
Each cut bigger my little man
Dark hairs tire easily
Once they peel the skin back let 'em see
Not afraid, not for sale
Long game class acts never fail
Cast it out, fade away
Wish that I could wish my little wish away
Tap out, for you
But it's taking everything right outta me
In a way, who's the cuck?
If I watch a good thing getting fucked
Washed out glory hole
Piss pot feeling like a jelly roll

What you do you want from me?
Don't count money the change is on your plate
Things were always heavy when things didn't go your way
And you won't forget me when I move away
Bet you won't forget the way I drove back home
When you were crying even though you were wrong
I was there to comfort you with all respect gone
Haven't seen you again I guess that's our swan song