I'm caught in a backfire
On the streets of L.A.
Never looking for trouble
But trouble's headin' my way
What can we do to stop this evil game
Politicians won't take this away
No, no, no, no, no, no!
I'ts Blood Money! (Blood Money!)
Blood Money's got a hook on you
Greed for Money! (Blood Money!)
It'll get the best of you
Running for cover,
Heard a deadly scream
And the bullets were flying
This ain't no childhood dream
Look inside my crystal ball, it's plain to see
Pleasure that comes from pain, condenscending over me
Our eyes don't see the mysteries of this empty world
Possession of guilt or shame, just the endless deadly lies