Saturday, 09 August 2008

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  The Money Game

   

  Money, money, money

  Everybody needs it, but nobody’s got it

  Money, money, money

  It comes in slowly and goes out fast

  Work for days, too many hours worth,

  And then it’s gone in seconds

  From one hand to another and another

  From the moment of birth

  Until the moment of death

  Money hangs like a scythe over one’s head

   

  Money is a liquid that never can be held onto for long

  Money is an illusion that leads to delusion

  It never stays around in anybody’s care for long

  It never lasts and it causes much harm

  It does more damage than good

  Those who value money will do anything to get rich

  Do anything to keep their position,

  Do anything it takes to make it theirs,

  Thinking it will solve all their problems

  Not realizing it is the problem in the first place

  That lack of money staring them in the face

   

  Keeping up with the Johnson’s is the thing to do

  Have what they have

  Or better if possible

  That nice car, that fine brick home,

  The kids: a college fund,

  That summer vacation,

  The upper class job position;

  This brings in the cash

  And makes the dream reality

   

  In this Dog eat Dog World,

  How do we compete in the Rat Race?

  Strife brings on the knife’s sorrow

  Borrow tomorrow for yesterday’s plight

  Borrow from Peter to pay off Paul

  Paybacks are hell and it ain’t fair deals

  Round Robin, Robin Hood

  What goes around comes back around

  You know, fool, money never grows like moss on trees

   

   

  Money, money, money

  Everybody, you say: everybody needs it

  Money, money, money

  Nobody, you say: nobody’s got it

  When you don’t have it

  You wear long faces, big pout

  There’s never enough to help out

  And take away the worries

  Some people’s got it

  Born with a silver spoon in their mouth

  Or they got a special knack

  Maybe they made a pact

  And sold their souls to the devil

   

  Some people flaunt their wealth

  Three cheers to good health

  Some people struggle to make ends meet

  They find every effort they do

  Earns little worth of value

  They wonder at their bad luck

  What is wrong with them?

  Nothing they do earns them a good paycheck

  Much as they’d like it otherwise, life sucks

  Yesterday’s loan turns into today’s headache

  Into heartache and misery

  Living from paycheck to paycheck

  Maybe no paycheck as the economy is dismal

  How can it be solved?

   

  Strife leads to a life

  Full of compromises

  And lots of empty promises

  All for me and nothing for you to chew

  Don’t except it and then you don’t miss it

  Those who say that are secure with no cause for concern

  The way to learn

  Of another’s dilemma is to walk in their shoes

  When you know firsthand what suffering means

  You sympathize when you find the menu contains beans

  Money, money, money, MONEY rules the world

  Power is money, and smells so fine

  Let’s use our time counting pennies and dimes

  Temptation is the dance leading the innocent to crime

  Evil deeds have a price that leads men down a road of sin

   

   

  Money dreams, oh those money schemes

  Get rich quick

  Climb the corporate ladder

  Walk over people’s backs,

  And walk on their heads

  Don’t think about who you hurt along the way

  To succeed you do whatever you must

  And if it breaks a trust

  What the hey, what the heck

  Everybody knows how the pecking order works

  The survivors are the strongest jerks

  Survival of the fittest

  The weak never make it

  They fall in the dust stirred up by the rush

  Mankind doesn’t have much sympathy for the weak

  Being sweet is only a means to an end

  Whole businesses stand upon the broken backs

  Of Mom and Pop, smeared in blood, tears and forked tongued lies

  It requires the leader’s ruthless heart to succeed in this Money Game

  Money is the boon, the aim, the goal in this race for Power

   

   

  Everyone believes when money is around

  Happiness will be found

  The truth is that the things that matter most in life

  Have no price tag and can not be bought, sold or bartered away

  It is free and given with a joy unmatched by anything money can buy

  Money, money, money

  You suck up the fools who don’t understand

  They tell you money gives you everything best in life

  They love everyone dependant upon a monetary system

  You can live simply and be happy with few if any worries

  Money creates worries and much of the sadness in the world

  Money is not made by God it is made by man

  And look at every single and unique problem on this earth

  And you will find a dull coin chokes its very life’s breath

  For money in some way caused this to happen

  Until civilization builds a nation

  Independent upon a monetary system

  And finds true freedom from man’s slavery to Money

  Then and only then will Peace reign on Earth

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

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