**[Verse 1] ** Looking muggy on my face, No more on the slushy I’m the bait, Looking scummy outta shape, Thinning out like a date, Palm Trees waving we irate, Mill these oats till they quake, Rise above the mantle I’m the wave, Hell or high water choose your fate, Bank runs leave no trace, Chris Pine robbing banks, Bankman Fried Madoff all the same, Mo’Money Mo’Money Mo’Money, Batman and robin we calling you fake, Dynamic Duo interchain, Blockchains, distributed ledgers, private keys, Chevy Chase they calling me, Christmas Vacation no need, I got this money on my station from a tree, **[Chorus 1] ** I keep counting, keep moving on my way, Time passing, Time is money on my chains, No more, More money out the bank, I’m good, Good as golden like an egg, The world couldn’t hold me so I lay, Ouroboros birthing motion, folding change, Cycling through evolution our collective brain, Scenius over genius talking we, We passing the i’s and me’s cutting through to we, Herding sheep together we weep, bleed, sing, Our spirit represent the unity, **[Verse 2] ** So we can make a mark leave a footprint, Establish trust through commitment, Putting our best foot forward the message, Words are great, our bond capture resistant, On-chain you will find our decisions, Overcoming commonplace, recognizing difference, For transformation represents varied interest, You cannot run away from the problems of your system, They present themselves through your decisions, To protect status quo or serve public interests, The public domain suffering loss, corporatists call it sunk costs, The price of business out of touch, Extracting value incentives regressive tough luck, Disproportionately benefiting the wealthy stratification to the top, U.S. banking & financial system about to feel the shock ** [Chorus 2] ** I keep counting, keep moving on my way, Time passing, Time is money on my chains, No more, More money out the bank, I’m good, Good as golden like an egg, The world couldn’t hold me so I lay, Ouroboros birthing motion, folding change, Cycling through evolution our collective brain, Scenius over genius talking we, We passing the i’s and me’s cutting through to we, Herding sheep together we weep, bleed, sing, our spirit represent the unity, ![image](https://hackmd.io/_uploads/ry2q6jIVT.png) ![baby-moloch-noisy-loud-bauhaus-colorful-627725388](https://hackmd.io/_uploads/HJ1vm6LVa.png) ![baby-moloch-noisy-loud-bauhaus-colorful-766595942](https://hackmd.io/_uploads/r1ld7T84T.png)