Texty: Twisted Sister. Still Hungry. Plastic Money.

I'm livin' on the edge, I'm pushin' all the way
Don't worry 'bout a thing, some other sunny day
My feet ain't touchin' ground and I'm runnin' hard and fast
I'm pullin' all the strings and I'm sayin' it's the last

Take away my plastic money
Keep away from plastic money
Well, don't you play with plastic money
All you pay, oh that's the way, with plastic money

I'm playin' with everythin' and I'm lookin' all around
I just can't understand but this is what I've found
Capitalistically you touch your gates of mind
A computerized assault but who commits the crime

Take away my plastic money
Keep away from plastic money
Don't you play with plastic money
All you pay, oh that's the way with plastic money

They blow away your dreams with a single decimal point
If you fight the powers that be, you'll wind up in the joint
I just begin to see as the Antichrist arrives
Where we're headed for as we charge away our lives

Take away my plastic money
Keep away from plastic money
Well, don't you play with plastic money
All you pay, oh that's the way with plastic money
Oh honey, plastic money