Reno Divorce Ill-Gotten Gains lyrics

Hello there, friend. How the fuck have you been?
I know that it's been a long while.
My soul still aint sold, even though it's worth gold,
Cos' I'm holding out for a pile.
Every time you meet me, you always greet me,
With a smile behind grit teeth.
But, man, I aint fooled. I know the pot is coo,l
But the stove's still hot beneath.

So go ahead and do what you gotta do.
That's 3 for me, and none for you.
On my behalf, you'd do the math the same...
But you'll never get rich from your ill-gotten gains.

I wish I knew who I was talking to,

But with you, I don't know who to smack.
If the roles were reversed, which face would you slap first?
I bet the one that won't hit you back.
The view is nice from my high horse, and I won't sail a course,
Set by a mutineer.
Because as quick as you came, you'll be gone just the same,
Just like you were never here...

So go ahead and do what you gotta do.
That's 3 for me, and none for you.
On my behalf, you'd do the math the same...
But you'll never get rich from your ill-gotten gains.