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 eyes... You know, they say the eyes 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 seen me on TV, I'm Mr.
Now you want someone to you
And call you're in town
to calm you and confirm you
Well, I'm here...
...to let you
'Cause these sexy 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!
Miss
"...no?"
Mr.
And mean!

Mediocraty:
"How about a ride in that Bentley up front? It's yours isn't it? I'll be a 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 modern claim that I deserved
single cent
And the one I'm the lesser half
Is when we the tab
So here's to Friends, and Liberty, Genuinity, here's to Happiness, Success, Good Press, No Stress...
But of all...

to Me!
to Me!
to Me!
There will be left...
So...
Here's to Me! (Dea Oh baby, baby)
Here's to Me! (Dea Pecuniae: I'll care of you)
to Me!
There will be left...
left...
...for you

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

But Vanity
Will you dried and scarred
(Mr. That's right, oh, give it to me!)

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

II.

Mr.
But then when silent
And the lights from the bars go
I need
'Cause somewhere there deep
Feelings of arise
And I to lose!

I Raise My Glass

They say it's 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 team
It's Me, and I
You bet lonely at the top old friends
And I'm today to tell you suckers why!
(Dea Pecuniae!)
Dea
rules...
They claim that I get for my big Responsibility
But hey, you know...
That is a lame excuse
For my
They say that really the same you and I
And I truly do
You see
Just me
You for me
the day you die
And so I raise my glass to all of you who believe that I get paid for my big responsibility
To all of you who it up and pay my debts
To all of you who think my lifestyle does not affect the environment
Or the
Well, maybe not more than anyway
for you!
And you what?
to you...
And I raise my glass, to those of you who give their piece of the cake for free, for me to in the face of democracy
For those who help making solidarity untrendy
And charity individualistically idiotic, unsmart and characteristically
I salute you poor bastards 'cause you all nod while 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, let's face it; that's the "thank you" you will ever get
So on now - raise your glasses!
to YOU
There will be nothing - no!
left...
...but