Luyện nghe bài hát Dea Pecuniae

Music, lyric and by Daniel Gildenlw

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 someone to hold 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 my trendy 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!
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.
Finance - that's me in the Armani
Got
Three Mercedes 350, two
I have bought a Third World country
With the riches I've spent
But hey
All economics claim that I deserved
single cent
And the one time I'm the half
Is we split 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 be nothing left...
So...
to Me! (Dea Pecuniae: Oh baby, baby)
Here's to Me! (Dea Pecuniae: take care of you)
to Me!
There will be left...
left...
...for you

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

But then
Will leave you dried and
(Mr. Money: 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 it's
And the lights from the go down
I need
'Cause somewhere there inside
Feelings of arise
And I to lose!

III: I Raise My

say it's 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 winning
Me, Myself and I
You bet lonely at the top old friends
And I'm here today to tell you why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They claim that I get for my big Responsibility
But hey, you know...
That is just a lame
For my
They say that we're the same you and I
And I do agree
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 suck it up and pay my
To all of you who that my lifestyle does not affect the environment
Or the
Well, maybe not more than 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 ideologically untrendy
And charity idiotic, unsmart and characteristically bendy
I salute thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod while I sit at your
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