Atlantic Bilge Lyrics

Reflections on the east side of the One World Trade

Venice, just cover your eyes

The market knows what it wants is the true name of God

Til it gets in the way of the view

Keep it clean on the surface or we won't deserve this

But the odor just gets worse

Here comes the Atlantic bilge, IV morphine coasting on vibes

Even when feasting on remains the rate of profit circles the drain

Capital when frozen should never go away

Keep it clean on the surface or we won't deserve this

But the odor just gets worse