[Verse 1] First we bartered shells and seeds, Fish for fire, wants for needs. Then someone said, “This rock is rare — Let’s all pretend it’s worth a chair.” [Verse 2] Gold turned to paper, paper to clicks, Now we’re trading in crypto tricks. Debt’s just numbers on a screen, But they still evict you like it’s mean. [Chorus] Monkey money, spinning the wheel, Chasing a number we can’t even feel. We sold the sun, we leased the sky — For digits that lie and reasons to die. [Verse 3] Banks are temples, cards are keys, They bless the rich and fine the fleas. They say, “You’re broke? Just work some more!” But the ladder’s chained to the killing floor. [Bridge, spoken word] A monkey once had half a brain, But never charged for wind or rain. We think we’re smart — so sharp and slick — But try to eat a credit tick. [Chorus] Monkey money, spinning the wheel, Chasing a number we can’t even feel. We sold the sun, we leased the sky — For digits that lie and reasons to die. [Verse 4] We trade in ghosts and call it sense, Build castles out of consequence. The king’s in debt, the pawn’s in jail, And all our checks are bound to fail. [Outro] So if you find a forest free, Don’t charge the fox or fine the tree. Just laugh and shout like punks who know: The emperor’s broke, and the garden grows.
