From a great height
He's looking down on his city at night
From gilded room
Of gold, marble, and soft perfume
And he's proud to say
He built his fortune the old fashioned way
Because to succeed
There's only one thing you really need
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
You'll reap what you've sown
From a million dollar loan
Call your father on the phone
And get that million dollar loan
His enemies
Can't contain the flames of jealousy
With brutish charm
The women flock to be on his arm
Because it's a sign
Of weakness to apologize
And he counter sues
From any corner he's backed into
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
To cast the first stone
You'll need a million dollar loan
Every ascension to a throne
Starts with a million dollar loan
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
You'll reap what you've sown
From a million dollar loan
Call your father on the phone
And get that million dollar loan
A siren screams
Through the city as he falls asleep
The campaign
Begins again at the break of day