October of '29

Rumours of bridges Cast off for coal [?] The roaring 20s against the young and the old Rush out west Try and fill your chest As greedy as the grave My death never [?] As you dig, as you dig [That bottom left spent?] We had greed in spades Light an early [?] Of a guilty ace Privileged, selfish [?] to his poker face Split, hit, double down Watch himself in that paper chase Chin high, blind eyes Guess he never lived a life as grace [?] deep in [?] The [?] life is such a fickle thing The end will show it's all fool's gold [?] all the world [?] October '29 [?] [?], a panic of Wall Street This end, [?] 6 and 10 Raise your hope or flag Surrender what you have Money talks but never tells the truth In the end, it's only passing through In gold we trust In gold we lust How hollow is your chest? Dust to dust In gold we trust In gold we lust How hollow is your chest? Dust to dust