Runs wild through my veins,
I am filled to the brim,
Steaming and screaming at the top of my lungs,
Tip me over,
Pour me out,
Just tip me damn it.
Every penny pinched,
Every dollar earned will soon burn,
Holes in my pockets,
Holes in my heart,
More, always more.
The green stems from the ground,
Overflows into the world and runs the runners,
Spinning on a string of pearls,
Over hot coals, glowing rubies,
All is green,
All is green.