Calling all mothers and fathers
Come get your sons and daughters
Right now they're on corners
Finding ways to cure their boredom
I'm Sitting right there with them,
Waiting on those prescriptions
Like it's our only mission
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Exchanging hands
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Money to monsters
Calling all mothers and fathers
Come get your sons and daughters
Right now they're feeling awkward,
Pills and powders in their lockers
I'm standing right there with them,
Waiting on the voice of reason
Glass pipes and tunnel vision
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Exchanging hands
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Money to monsters
Please excuse me while i sober up
Hard to tell when you've taken enough
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Exchanging hands
Silver flasks and zip lock bags,
Vacant eyes and sweaty hands,
Cut in thirds then cut in half,
Money to monsters, Money to monsters
Money to monsters, Money to monsters
Money to monsters, Summoning Monsters
Writer(s): Rogerio Manganelli, Peter Wasilewski, Louis Schaub, Christopher Demakes, Vincent Fiorello
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