lirik lagu everything my money can buy – marsy mars
verse 1
i was born in ghetto’s landing, that’s to say
the place to which the poor page upon receipt of their first wage
that weighs enough to make the migration
where they transcend one prejudice
and often step right into the next one
prejudice which to many provides their bar, to keep
successive generations harboured at that degree, but which
leads an intellect like my daddy’s, to the trеasure
of exploiter and еxploitee
dad had a g*nius for finding the weakness
in people; on every insecurity a plantation
believed there was nothing so immortal as vice
that fortune founded better on no other foundation
and a pharisee ‘gainst contrary prophecy, saying here was a world
that would never end before the middle classes to whom he sold sing
pre*chorus
“i’m so sick of the things my money can bring
my monarchs don’t mean a thing”
chorus
and the hustlers cry
“money i don’t have is the best kind”
verse 2
but the man to cause me first distrust the coin
was not dad, but his vivaciously rapacious brother
dubbed himself the artist’s model jew
deducted a ducat of his pocket, fl!cked me two
uncle’s was obvious eff*oo*ach*you money, make*s*xy*
the*black*paintings*of*my*soul money, make*mollified*
being*overtaken*in*success*by*little*brother*and*
his*pursuit*of*my*wild*bride*money
so thick with prejudice he would summon the snow
just so that a darker night would be recast paler white
unrivalled in what dad would tell me was man’s
primary instrument of survival – the power to despise
mean, they were, mean like only those who believe that
the only way to get all they ever wanted is to take it
and it took me quite a while to completely cleanse myself
of the desire to be, even a little bit, just like them
verse 3
having been disinherited by my parents
i did better than they ever did, and not just
for the fact that i now own a giraffe basketball team
who, come to that, are second best in their one team league, see
perhaps because i had the good ill*fortune to be raised in such a way
i came to distrust money, to hate a buck used for nothing sweet or right
and because i grew up where the stuff was by the by and by
i was remarkably young and spry when first i had the opportunity
to grow sick of everything my money can buy
because it was used to fill the absence
wetted with milk and stuffed in my mouth to stifle a cry;
because it gave me every precious metal
gated all hope beyond nascence, and bid my brother die, quick grew i
sick of everything my fine money can buy, everything
the dollars and the monarchs and the yen
sick of everything my fine money can buy, everything
the dollars and the monarchs and the yen
everything, everything, everything
my money can buy
everything, everything, everything
moola mia, moola mia
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