Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, lyric and arrangements by Gildenlw

I. Mr.

Mediocraty:
"Hey there sweetie. Don't I know you? I swear I recognize your face... and 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 Miss Mediocrity, gee, I'm
seen me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you want to hold you
And call when you're in
to calm 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...
Mediocraty:
"...and get to each other..."
Mr.
I am cold!
Miss
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

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

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

to Me!
to Me!
to Me!
There will be left...
So...
Here's to Me! (Dea Oh baby, baby)
Here's to Me! (Dea I'll take care of you)
to Me!
There will be left...
left...
...for you

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

But Vanity
Will you dried and scarred
(Mr. That's right, oh, give 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 bars go
I comforting
'Cause there deep inside
Feelings of loss
And I to lose!

III: I Raise My

They say it's at the top
I'm as lonely as can be
But I am not too
You see, I've chosen company
I got myself a winning
Me, Myself and I
You bet lonely at the top old friends
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
Just me
You for me
the day you die
And so I my glass to all of you who really believe 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 does not affect the environment
Or the
Well, maybe not more than marginally
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 solidarity untrendy
And charity individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically
I salute thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod I sit at your table
So let's 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 ever get
So come on now - your glasses!
to YOU
There will be nothing - no!
left...
...but