Mammon

What was yours to give Was also yours to sell There's the haystack Can you spin it into gold? Halo on your head A tail and cloven hoof You set sail upon a sea of open wallet And when you're played out You'll coast for miles Fueled by smiles You run in circles With industry professionals You climb the ladder That leads you to the temple gates The evil god there will welcome you with open arms What was yours to give Was also yours to sell But where's the haystack now? And where's the pot of gold?