Electric Ant

I met her on an airplane
Fifty thousand feet high
Complained about the champagne
She had a sparkling wine
Talked about the glam of the city
And how she could've done it better
She was so profanely pretty
You could tell she was a money getter

She said buy low, sell high
This valley got made by raining money from the sky
She said buy low, sell high
Even if the thought of spending your life here makes you wanna die
It's gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa
It's gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa
It's gonna be alright underneath a hung rose all night
Don't wanna be alright underneath a hung rose

I met him on a bullet train
He was the ammunition
You could feel the room shift
When he made decisions
You could see his head split open
Half man, half man
He had no use for the real estate
He was a middle man

Buy low, sell high
This valley got made by raining money from the sky
Buy low, sell high
Even if the thought of spending your life here makes you wanna die

It's gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa
It's gonna be alright if we keep sub rosa
But I don't wanna be alright underneath a hung rose all night