Lyrics Heat Wave Jam Out - Forever the Sickest Kids

Money...
Expensive...
Lost Contacts...
Seems selfish,
Needs money...
Sees Ebay...
Starts looking...
Sees the flipside!
Gets idea...
Money...
Sends Text...
To drummer...
Mercades...
Insurance...
Drummer sees text!
From old friend,
Gets happy!
And texts back,
To old friend,
And answers...
Friend replies!
About cd...
It sells...
On Ebay...
Drummer sends text...
Sees ocean,
THE MONEY! (the money!)
To bank account,
Of old friend...
High dollars...
Not cents...
Nonsence...
Prince sells it,
Makes money,
Lotta money...
Not cents...
Nonsense...
Calls bank!
Where′s deposit?
Sitting pretty,
Gets happy,
Thanks Drummer...
Sends text.
The end.
(Laughing and chuckling)