Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, and arrangements by Daniel Gildenlw

I. Mr.

Miss
"Hey there sweetie. Don't I know you? I swear 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

Mr.
Hey Mediocrity, gee, I'm sorry
You've me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you want to hold you
And call when you're in
Someone to you and confirm you
Well, I'm here...
...to let you
'Cause these sexy cars
And far my trendy bars
Behind 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 each other..."
Mr.
I am cold!
Mediocraty:
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

Mediocraty:
"How about a ride in that up front? It's yours 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
Mercedes 350, two Ferraris
I Could bought a Third World country
With the riches I've spent
But hey
All modern economics claim that I
Every single
And the one time I'm the lesser
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 will be left...
So...
to Me! (Dea Pecuniae: 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 for fulfillment
A and a Crown
A Paradise of Free
I am here...
...to let you
I'll get you the cars
And a of divinity
A of the Stars

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

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

II.

Mr.
But when it's silent
And the lights from the go down
I need
'Cause somewhere there deep
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 chosen company
I got myself a team
It's Me, and I
You bet lonely at the top old friends
And I'm today 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
They say we're really the same you and I
And I do agree
You see
like me
You for me
the day you die
And so I raise my glass to all of you who really believe that I get for my big responsibility
To all of you who it up and pay my debts
To all of you who think that my lifestyle not affect the environment
Or the
Well, maybe not than marginally anyway
for you!
And you know
to you...
And I raise my glass, to those of you who their piece of the cake for free, for me to throw in the face of democracy
For who help making solidarity ideologically untrendy
And charity individualistically idiotic, and characteristically bendy
I salute thee you 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 - raise glasses!
to YOU
There will be nothing - no!
left...
...but