Two Beats Off

I cut my nails to the quick But still i was caught with my hand in the till Red-handed Give me something, give me anything The threat of everything is when it becomes Nothing at all Fingers reaching, trophy swelling That's when desire trips me up Got a new technique Money let's the pieces fit where they fall Privilege, it sanctions everything Security, a net under it all My fingers reaching, the trophy swelling That's when desire trips me up I cut my nails to the quick But still I was caught with my hand in the till Red-handed --- Two Beats Off - Fugazi