Money speaks every language as we have been told
And i'd like to grow happier and healthier and wealthier as i grow old
But 'tis said what we are due from life we receive
If on such a philosophy you do believe
The longest human life in time not a long span
I would like to live on for to be an old man
And have heaps of money and be happy and wealthy till the end
The one without money often short of a friend
Perhaps it is for the poor and the homeless the wealthy invented God
As a means of hope for the World's downtrod
That in their Earthly poverty their ticket to paradise they will gain
Till death the hope of soul salvation in them does remain
My best days 'tis true to the forever gone
But i do love life and i hope to live on
To pop the champagne corks on a big lotto win
For to daydream of better times never a sin.
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