Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, lyric and arrangements by Daniel

I. Mr.

Mediocraty:
"Hey there sweetie. Don't I know you? I I recognize your face... and those beautiful eyes... You know, they say the eyes 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
seen me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you want to hold you
And call when in town
Someone to you and confirm 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...
Miss
"...and get to know other..."
Mr.
I am cold!
Mediocraty:
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

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

Mr.
Daily Finance - me in the Armani
Got
Three Mercedes 350, two
I Could bought a Third World country
With the riches that spent
But hey
All modern claim that I deserved
single cent
And the one I'm the lesser half
Is when we 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: I'll take of you)
to Me!
There be nothing left...
left...
...for you

Dea
"If you're looking for
A Kingdom and a
A of Free Rides
I am here...
...to let you
get you the sexy cars
And a taste of
A glimpse of the

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

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

II.

Mr.
But then when silent
And the lights from the go down
I need
'Cause somewhere deep inside
Feelings of loss
And I to lose!

III: I My Glass

They say it's at the top
I'm as lonely as can be
But I am not too
You see, chosen this company
I got myself a winning
Me, Myself and I
You bet it's lonely at the top old
And I'm here to tell you suckers why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They that I get paid for my big Responsibility
But hey, you know...
is just a lame excuse
For my
say that we're really the same you and I
And I truly do
You see
Just me
You for me
the day you die
And so I raise my glass to all of you who really believe that I get paid for my big
To all of you who it up and pay my debts
To all of you who think that my lifestyle does not the environment
Or the
Well, not more than marginally anyway
for you!
And you know
to you...
And I raise my glass, to those of you who give their piece of the for free, for me to throw in the face of democracy
For those who help making solidarity untrendy
And individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically bendy
I salute thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod 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, face it; that's the only "thank you" you will ever get
So come on now - raise glasses!
to YOU
There will be nothing - no!
left...
...but