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 those beautiful eyes... You know, they say the eyes are the doorway to ones soul... a smile. A little shy, aren't we? Hey, do you wanna get out of here

Mr.
Hey Miss Mediocrity, gee, I'm
You've me on TV, I'm Mr. Money
Now you someone to hold you
And call you're in town
Someone to calm you and you
Well, I'm here...
...to let you
'Cause outside these cars
And far from my trendy
Behind smiles...
Mediocraty:
"...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 - me in the Armani
Got
Three 350, two Ferraris
I Could have bought a World country
the riches that 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 be nothing 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 Rides
I am here...
...to let you
I'll get you the cars
And a of divinity
A glimpse of the

But Vanity
leave you dried and scarred
(Mr. Money: right, oh, give it to me!)

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

II.

Mr.
But then it's silent
And the lights from the bars go
I need
'Cause somewhere there inside
Feelings of loss
And I to lose!

I Raise My Glass

They say lonely at the top
I'm as lonely 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 lonely at the top old
And I'm here today to tell you why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They claim I get paid 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 truly do
You see
like me
You for me
the day you die
And so I raise my glass to all of you who 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 lifestyle does not affect the
Or the
Well, not more than marginally anyway
for you!
And you what?
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 those who help making solidarity untrendy
And charity individualistically idiotic, unsmart and bendy
I salute thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod while I sit at your
So let's raise our 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 be nothing left - no!
left...
...but