Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, lyric and arrangements by Daniel

I. Mr.

Mediocraty:
"Hey there sweetie. Don't I know you? I swear I recognize your face... and those beautiful eyes... You know, they say the are the doorway to ones soul... There's a smile. A little shy, aren't we? Hey, do you wanna get out of here

Mr.
Hey Mediocrity, gee, I'm sorry
You've me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you want someone to you
And call when in town
Someone to calm you and you
Well, I'm here...
...to let you
'Cause outside these sexy
And far from my bars
these smiles...
Miss
"...maybe go someplace..."
Mr.
...And sunscreen...
Mediocraty:
"...more quiet, we could... you know... talk!"
Mr.
...And "Live the Dream!"s...
Mediocraty:
"...and get to know other..."
Mr.
I am cold!
Miss
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

Miss
"How about a ride in that Bentley up front? It's yours isn't it? be a good girl, I promise!
...or bad...
...whatever you like!"

Mr.
Finance - that's me in the Armani
Got
Three 350, two Ferraris
I Could have bought a World country
With the riches I've spent
But hey
All modern economics claim that I
Every cent
And the one time I'm the half
Is we split the tab
So to Friends, Family and Liberty, Genuinity, here's to Happiness, Success, Good Press, No Stress...
But of all...

to Me!
to Me!
to Me!
There be nothing left...
So...
Here's to Me! (Dea Oh baby, baby)
Here's to Me! (Dea Pecuniae: take care of you)
to Me!
There will be left...
left...
...for you

Dea
"If looking for fulfillment
A and a Crown
A of Free Rides
I am here...
...to let you
get you the sexy cars
And a of divinity
A glimpse of the

But then
leave you dried and scarred
(Mr. Money: That's right, oh, it to me!)

to Me! (Mr. Money: Oh baby, baby)
Here's to Me! (Mr. Money: You'll care of me)
to Me!
To me"

II.

Mr.
But then it's silent
And the lights the bars go down
I comforting
'Cause somewhere deep inside
Feelings of loss
And I to lose!

III: I My Glass

They say lonely at the top
Then I'm as as can be
But I am not too
You see, I've this company
I got myself a team
Me, Myself and I
You bet it's lonely at the top old
And I'm here today to you suckers why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They that I get paid for my big Responsibility
But hey, you know...
That is just a excuse
For my
They say that really the same you and I
And I truly do
You see
like me
You for me
the day you die
And so I raise my glass to all of you who really that I get paid for my big responsibility
To all of you who suck it up and pay my
To all of you who think that my lifestyle does not the environment
Or the
Well, maybe not more marginally anyway
for you!
And you know
to you...
And I raise my glass, to of you who give their piece of the cake for free, for me to throw in the face of democracy
For those who help making ideologically untrendy
And individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically bendy
I thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod while I sit at your table
So let's raise our glasses one last time, to give you all the greatest recognition and credit of all times - cause after all, let's face it; that's the only "thank you" you will get
So come on now - your glasses!
to YOU
There will be left - no!
left...
...but