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We were just walking
Up Wall Street
I thought I saw my cousin
In the NYPD
He said, "You better go home now
Things could get messy"
We kept on walking
We got some questions, you see
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
We kept on walking
Down that street
I thought about my childhood
And the relative luxury
Oh, we know too much about having too much
To ever go under again
And you won't see this on your TV
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
We're just asking peacefully
Where does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
Who does it go to?
Where does the money flow from?
And who's going without today?