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 want 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 my trendy bars
these smiles...
Miss
"...maybe go someplace..."
Mr.
...And sunscreen...
Miss
"...more quiet, we could... you know... talk!"
Mr.
...And "Live the Dream!"s...
Mediocraty:
"...and get to each other..."
Mr.
I am cold!
Mediocraty:
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

Mediocraty:
"How about a ride in that Bentley up front? 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
Three Mercedes 350, two
I Could have bought a World country
the riches that 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, Family and Liberty, Genuinity, 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: I'll care of you)
to Me!
There be nothing left...
left...
...for you

Dea
"If you're for fulfillment
A and a Crown
A of Free Rides
I am here...
...to let you
I'll get you the cars
And a of divinity
A glimpse of the

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

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

II.

Mr.
But when it's silent
And the from the bars go down
I need
somewhere there deep 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 chosen company
I got myself a winning
Me, Myself and I
You bet it's at the top old friends
And I'm today to tell you suckers why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They claim that I get paid for my big
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 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 more than anyway
for you!
And you know
to you...
And I raise my glass, to those of you who give piece of the cake for free, for me to throw in the face of democracy
For those who help solidarity ideologically untrendy
And individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically bendy
I salute thee you poor bastards 'cause you all nod 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, 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