The
money
And
the money
We
never get bored with it
Wake
up in the morning
Eyes
looking at the sun
The
morning rays
A
new day just arrives
What
will it be this time?
The
dark of the mind?
The
honest day work?
The
money
In
the mind
It
never leaves
It
hangs around
All
the time
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