Electric Ant - Zammuto

I met her on an airplane

50,000 feet high

Complained about the champagne

She had a sparkling whine

We talked about the plan of the city

And how she could have done it better

She was so profanely pretty

You could tell she was a money getter

She told me, «Buy low, sell high

This valley got made by raining money from the sky.»

She said, «Buy low, sell high

Even if the thought of spending your life here makes you wanna die.»

It’s gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa

It’s gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa

It’s gonna be alright, underneath a hung rose all night

Don’t wanna be alright, underneath a hung rose

I met him on a bullet train

He was the ammunition

You could feel the room shift

When he made decisions

You could see his head split open

Half man, half man

He had no use for the real estate

He was the middle man

«Buy low, sell high

This valley got made by raining money from the sky.»

«Buy low, sell high

Even if the thought of spending your life here makes you wanna die.»

It’s gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa

It’s gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa

Don’t wanna be alright, underneath a hung rose all night

Don’t wanna be alright, underneath a hung rose