Lyrics
His God is his money
The checkbook pays favors
Says Bruce out of the telephone line
It's so fine
And someday this can be mine
Don't frown on no poor boys
That's nothing too easy
He knows that they're the next in the line
Making time
They don't give up and they ain't lying
'Cause you're a long time gone
Open your eyes, my son
This guy is my hero
As he counts the zeroes
Waits for one more bottle to chill
Feels so fine
Don't pay no mind about the bills
There's pennies from heaven
Well, that's what he told me
Don't shelter from the rain as it falls
It feels fine
So fill the cup and take it all
For you're a long time gone
Take while you can, my son
Don't you just pass through stone
Yes, you're a long time gone
So don't go drinking champagne
On a low beer budget
Put your hand in the flame
And go black and burn it
You've got one time around
So you better bring that money on home, oh
'Cause you're a long time gone
Open your eyes, my son
Don't you just pass through stone
For you're a long time gone
'Cause you're a long time gone
Open your eyes, my son
Don't you just pass through stone