Life's been being kind of a bitch here lately, so I havn't really felt like writing anything on here nor doing any thing else productive. Last night at like 3 in the morning I was kinda pissed off about something that came about with money and I started thinking about the whole concept of money and it's role in life and stuff and I ended up writing a song. It was written fast so I don't care too much for the music, but I thought I'd post the lyrics, just for the hell of it...
Money makes your life worth living
How the hell did this come about
You can have good health, smarts, fun, and women
And have simply jack shit without
If you don't want to walk in the pouring rain
Or if you want to eat
You better suck some dick or work your ass off
Or build yourself a fort on the street
What the hell is going on
Why do we have to live this way
We don't even get to work for the weekend
We're doing this shit every single day
If I want to wash my hair
Eat an apple and have clean underwear
I have to have a piece of paper in my hand
With a picture on it of a dead old man.
I just don't understand.
I would also like to point out
Some of you are wiping your ass with cash
Others call a lump of mud and leaves home
Just to stay alive they have to burn your trash
But I guess that is good enough for you
Because you say you earned it all
But why the hell do we even need this shit
Why do we have this system at all
I guess I just don't understand this
Why do we have to live like this
Since money makes the world go round
I guess thats why any of us exist.
So if some of us don't want to smell like shit
Go to school, drive, or buy our own clothes
We have to push happines out of my minds
And be drones on this rock we call home.
I just don't understand
Money makes your life worth living
How the hell did this come about
You can have good health, smarts, fun, and women
And have simply jack shit without
If you don't want to walk in the pouring rain
Or if you want to eat
You better suck some dick or work your ass off
Or build yourself a fort on the street
What the hell is going on
Why do we have to live this way
We don't even get to work for the weekend
We're doing this shit every single day
If I want to wash my hair
Eat an apple and have clean underwear
I have to have a piece of paper in my hand
With a picture on it of a dead old man.
I just don't understand.
I would also like to point out
Some of you are wiping your ass with cash
Others call a lump of mud and leaves home
Just to stay alive they have to burn your trash
But I guess that is good enough for you
Because you say you earned it all
But why the hell do we even need this shit
Why do we have this system at all
I guess I just don't understand this
Why do we have to live like this
Since money makes the world go round
I guess thats why any of us exist.
So if some of us don't want to smell like shit
Go to school, drive, or buy our own clothes
We have to push happines out of my minds
And be drones on this rock we call home.
I just don't understand
Rat snitch on one another for the ends
Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
So before we go any further I'm on my ends
Sorry, had to do it
I like your song.