Montana Songtext
von Bars of Gold

There is no reason to speak
There is no reason to hold my hands
The deepest part of your heart is an empire
In the beginning
There is a back for your bidding
There are a thousand souls to your plans
I am a restless pair of legs
Worn by a women or a man
It ate the birds
In the backyards and the billfolds
Empties out into the rivers and the streets
Danced like a dog
Over pages made with empires Put my muddy hands in water to wash them clean
You get more money
Putting stocks into a fund
That make you money
For someone else when you are gone
Fuck you Montana
You made a rich man out of me
Fuck you Montana
Filled up my pockets my heart′s clean
Fuck you Mon-
Fuck you Mon-
Fuck you Montana