Armored Saint Pay Dirt Lyrics

Pay Dirt Lyrics

That's when I hit pay dirt

Sink or swim

I'm jumpin' in

Huddled
masses cling together

But the herd gets thin

Self assured

With
those fighting words

Your so-called figure of speech

Won't be
hard



I'll never lose my shirt

Someday I'll hit pay pirt

I'd rather die of thirst



Fast-moving fast-ducking fast

Running fast from the blast

I'm here to carry my weigth

Murder
will out the ingrates

No tampering with the soul

I'm sidestepping
your phony idols

That's when I'll hit pay dirt