Oh hear my prayer you people please
Incline your tiny minds to me
Its time to kiss the candyman
Its high time you were here instead of
Fighting, I dont want to fight
But if by chance the cold wind blows ive
Got the drugs to keep it up
Well I know which way the money goes

Up and down the city road
In and out we reap and sow
Rewards Ive lost and never known
Which way the money goes

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Candyman, candyman, candyman
The candyman took it
Candyman, candyman, candyman
The money go round

So up and down the city roads
In and out we reap and sow
The rewards Ive lost and never known
Which way the money grows

Money grows on money trees
Pay the price for liberties and then
All weve lost is all we need
To feed those wilting seedlings

Theres more than stones and sticks at stake
If you pull a rope tight it will create
A tension like a brick will break
If thrown against the road

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Now the air is stinking breath
Like those who piss on thirsty men
Ill raise my glass to all of them
In come the assholes who can smell the money
As they chase the blood and flesh as though they
Only ever had enough to keep their withered spirits up

Theres more than stones and sticks at stake
If you pull a rope tight it will create
A tension like a brick will break
If thrown against the road

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