El-Oh-Vee-Ee - The Used

Stuff your pockets stuff your mouth

Much more than feeding

Your bloated god your bank account

Your empathy’s fleeting

Now that you own the cure, you bought the truth, still you want more

Down on your knees you bleed it out

This type of believing

Hold on wait.

We have had all we can take

You can keep the money

'Cause all we need is El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

You pushed the point to no return

Take more and repeat it

Stockpiled possessions watch them burn

We’ve got all we needed

Before you got too far

We realized

Just who you are

Down on your knees you bleed it out

This type of believing

Hold on wait.

We have had all we can take

You can keep the money

'Cause all we need is El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

You’ve got your mansions.

You’ve got your minions.

Protected privilege.

But we’ve got love.

You’ve got your black gold.

You’ve got your pipeline.

Capitalism.

But we’ve got love.

You’ve got reserve banks with no reserves.

You’ve got religion.

Control the herds.

You’ve got your slave trade of prostitution.

You’ve got your green god.

But we got love.

Yes we got love

Hold on wait.

We have had all we can take

You can keep the money

'Cause all we need is El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

El-Oh-Vee-Ee, El-Oh-Vee-Ee, love

Yes we got love…