Perhaps a critique of capitalism or a critique on the irony of mindless consumerism, or both. With lines like “Buy a swimming pool three miles from the ocean, sweetheart” and “Money, money, you’re so free” that highlight how life in the 21st century Western world completely revolves around material...
[Verse 1]
LML, oil rides
Rust belt, 'fore your eyes
Money, money, you're so free
[Refrain]
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
[Verse 2]
White dress, pearl rings
Interest your white wings
Money, money, you're so gla—
[Refrain]
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
[Chorus]
Purchase a house in the suburbs
Buy a [?] that matches your lipstick, sweetheart
Everybody's got matching lawns and driveways
Buy a swimming pool three miles from the ocean, sweetheart
[Verse 3]
Bedroom floor, more and more
Make some room for some more drawers
Plastic grass out front
[Refrain]
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
[Verse 4]
Got money from more streams
Can't remember any dreams
Got time to read magazines
[Refrain]
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
You're slippy
[Chorus]
Purchase a house in the suburbs
Buy a [?] that matches your lipstick, sweetheart
Everybody's got matching lawns and driveways
Buy a swimming pool three miles from the ocean, sweetheart
[Bridge]
(You're slippy)
(You're slippy)
(You're slippy)
(You're slippy)
[Chorus]
Purchase a house in the suburbs (You're slippy)
Buy a [?] that matches your lipstick, sweetheart (You're slippy)
Everybody's got matching lawns and driveways (You're slippy)
Buy a swimming pool three miles from the ocean, sweetheart (You're slippy)