Drew Kalbach - VENTURE CAPITALIST lyrics

The venture capitalist buys my abortions. Then there was you! burning in my rectum. My translations of street graffiti sound like Kalashnikovs firing into a swimming pool. I think we're moving to greener pastures. I am poor but needy. Climb into my box. I am poor but beautiful. I am poor and getting poorer. My box stinks of the great depression. My box is shaped like your skull: empty and candid. I am poor with stock options. I am poor and gyrating. In my box there is a venture capitalist playing Beethoven for tips.