The power in the hand
The fortunes will be had
If the bad get into its fold
The profession of the old
The mind will be corrupted
The different juices dancing through
The smell of money giving the ring
The weak mind and soul will fall
Don't blame the money
Don't blame the society
Don't blame by association
Blame it on the weak mind
As the fire flares in the mind
The exit doors seem all locked
The panic will sink into the mind
The power once had suddenly disappears
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