2019-04-28 20:26:46 +02:00
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layout: music
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title: Lovemoney
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2019-07-13 22:18:15 +02:00
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mp3: https://media.sakrecoer.com/2011-reset_sakrecoer-polyglotte-lovemoney.mp3
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ogg: https://media.sakrecoer.com/2011-reset_sakrecoer-polyglotte-lovemoney.ogg
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2019-04-28 20:26:46 +02:00
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uid: lovemoney
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category: music
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2019-07-13 22:18:15 +02:00
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image: https://media.sakrecoer.com/2011-reset_sakrecoer-polyglotte-lovemoney.jpg
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2019-04-28 20:26:46 +02:00
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keywords: reSet, pop, emo, vocals, love, money, midlife crisis,
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2x\\
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Money here,\\
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Money there,\\
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Money fucking everywhere.\\
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Love ain't here,\\
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Love ain't there,\\
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Love is fucking nowhere.
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Sometimes I wish I had no feeling,\\
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That I could serve myself without asking.\\
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And then I would feel no guilt about it.\\
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Just hush, look back and fuck it.\\
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Maybe I'm being retro,\\
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But I sure feel like a weirdo.\\
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Or better said like a freak.\\
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Thinking life is something chique.\\
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But that's not the way things work.\\
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So here I stand broke like a jerk.\\
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Don't worry sister I won't do no harm,\\
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With my dick under my arm.\\
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And since I don't care for money,\\
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Go on brother take it from me.
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2x\\
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Money here,\\
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Money there,\\
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Money fucking everywhere.\\
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Love ain't here,\\
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Love ain't there,\\
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Love is fucking nowhere.
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Maybe I should sell my heart\\
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Since I don't make it in the chart.\\
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There's no room for folks like me,\\
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We just get fooled too easily.\\
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And the value I use is just a prank,\\
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Because you cannot keep love in a bank.\\
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Then again what's love alone?\\
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It's like singing without no tone.\\
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I can't believe I sing this way,\\
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But after 30 years I have to say,\\
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That everything I'm caring for,\\
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Simply seems to be no more.\\
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Money shows me where I stand,\\
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So women do not touch my hand.\\
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And my bitter sweet melody,\\
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Won't pay your ring to marry me.
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Money here,\\
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Money there,\\
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Money fucking everywhere.\\
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Love ain't here,\\
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Love ain't there,\\
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I want my fucking love affair!
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