Текст песни Warm Change - Fucked Up
Insert
a
coin
to
hear
the
band
play
Spend
some
time,
then
take
your
change
Notes
on
the
page
turn
to
bills
on
the
stage
Ideas
on
a
tray
to
take
home
and
play
But
don't
touch
my
hands
with
your
warm
change
The
cash
in
the
hand
changes
a
man
To
a
transaction
in
some
other
man's
plan
Time
was
born
in
a
clock,
music
comes
from
a
box
And
paper
always
beats
the
rock
Value
assigned
to
the
dime
is
a
crime
For
six
or
nine
or
half
of
the
time
Don't
touch
the
stones
that
you
don't
believe
You
can't
take
them
with
you
when
you
leave
Warm
change
is
a
trick
up
a
golden
man's
sleeve
But
don't
touch
my
hands
with
your
warm
change
The
cash
in
the
hand
changes
a
man
To
a
transaction
in
some
other
man's
plan
Time
was
born
in
a
clock,
music
comes
from
a
box
And
paper
always
beats
the
rock
Don't
open
the
box
and
alter
the
state
Don't
touch
what
you
cherish
or
it
will
change
Tender
your
soul
to
the
currency
Hold
onto
your
money
like
it's
a
dream.
1 Echo Boomer
2 Touch Stone
3 Sun Glass
4 The Art Of Patrons
5 Warm Change
6 Paper The House
7 DET
8 Led By Hand
9 The Great Divide
10 Glass Boys
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