Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, lyric and arrangements by Daniel

I. Mr.

Mediocraty:
"Hey there sweetie. Don't I 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 here

Mr.
Hey Miss Mediocrity, gee, I'm
seen me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you want someone to you
And when you're in town
Someone to you and confirm you
Well, I'm here...
...to let you
'Cause outside these cars
And far from my trendy
Behind smiles...
Miss
"...maybe go someplace..."
Mr.
...And sunscreen...
Miss
"...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 Bentley up front? It's yours it? I'll be a good girl, I promise!
...or bad...
...whatever you like!"

Mr.
Daily - that's me in the Armani
Got
Mercedes 350, two Ferraris
I Could have a Third World country
With the riches I've spent
But hey
All modern economics claim I deserved
Every cent
And the one I'm the lesser half
Is when we the tab
So here's to Friends, 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...
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 looking for fulfillment
A Kingdom and a
A Paradise of Free
I am here...
...to let you
I'll get you the sexy
And a taste of
A glimpse of the

But Vanity
leave 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. You'll take care of me)
to Me!
To me"

II.

Mr.
But then when it's
And the lights from the bars go
I need
'Cause somewhere deep inside
of loss arise
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
It's Me, and I
You bet it's at the top old friends
And I'm here to tell you suckers why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They claim that I get for my big Responsibility
But hey, you know...
That is a lame excuse
For my
They say that we're really the 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 that I get paid 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 more marginally anyway
for you!
And you know
to you...
And I raise my glass, to those of you who give their of the cake for free, for me to throw in the face of democracy
For those who help solidarity ideologically untrendy
And charity individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically
I salute thee you poor '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; the only "thank you" you will ever get
So on now - raise your glasses!
to YOU
There will be left - no!
left...
...but