Blood Money

David Wilcox

CANADIAN ARTIST DAVID WILCOX



Hey

I don't sell it

I don't deal it

I don't buy it

Don't have to steal it

Got your blood running through my veins

I ain't crying for your pity

It's a shame



It's blood money, blood money

Blood money, blood money

That's to blame



You can spend it

I don't want it

It won't pay for my sins

You can deal her

She don't count for much

She's your mistress

She's your lover

She's your mother

She's your wife

She ain't even spare change in your life



It's blood money, blood money

Blood money, blood money

Blood money, blood money

Blood money, blood money

That's to blame

It's a shame



Hey!

I don't need you

I don't want you

I don't love you no more

I ain't crying for your kisses

It's a shame

It's your blood money

That's to blame



They'll steal you

They'll rob you

They'll rape you

They'll fake you

They'll make you

They'll break you

They'll deal you

'Til you learn



It's blood money, blood money

Blood money, blood money

That you burn

Ow!

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