I'll take you to the moon

Don't take the profit soon

I'll take my own silver spoon

Just let me know when it goes boom

When it goes awry

I'll take my capital pie

At the end there's a steep decline

Cause your the last one in line

Building slowly

Temple of Profit to the sky

Falling quickly

Right before my very eyes

If you can trim the leaves then just walk away

Keep enough powder dry for another day

Now you've bottomed out

Nothing left to invest in but doubt

Will you ever figure out

When's the proper time to gloat

Never cause at any turn

there's a lesson to be learned

Now your money burns

Waiting on your returns

Building slowly

Temple of Profit to the sky

Falling quickly

Right before my very eyes

If you can trim the leaves then just walk away

Keep enough powder dry for another day

If you can trim the leaves then just walk away

Keep enough powder dry for another day

Temple of profit to the sky

Temple of profit to the sky