My money buys guitar strings and cigarettes
And good times that i'll forget
And fast food for my empty stomach
One day, i'll be penny-less
But i think i'll be happiest without that penny to my name
I can't say that i earned it
Honestly, i probably stole it
I can't say i feel bad
But i cant tell you that i'm over it yet
There's no point in wasting paper
To get things that we don't need
I hate how the money system changed the way that people think
It changed how people were equal
Changed the way that people lived
It made the poor wish they were dead
And made the rich not want to give and help a friend
So when i'm walking down the street
And i can see that homeless man
You best believe i'll give him all my change
And bum him a cigarette 'cause we won't be that different
I just hope i have four walls
A room, a van, a garbage bin, even a bathroom stall
It's all the same
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