Friday 12 November 2010

Wednesday 10 November 2010

M-O-N-E-YYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Money makes the world go around
The world go around
The world go around
Money makes the world go around
It makes the world go 'round.

A mark, a yen, a buck, or a pound
A buck or a pound
A buck or a pound
Is all that makes the world go around,
That clinking clanking sound
Can make the world go 'round.
Money money money money money money
If you happen to be rich
And you feel like a
Night's enetertainment,
You can pay for a
Gay escapade.

If you happen to
To be rich,And alone, and you
Need a companion
You can ring-ting-
A-ling for the maid.
If you happen
To be rich
And you find you are
Left by your lover,
...money
Though you moan
And you groan
Quite a lot,
You can take it
On the chin,
Call a cab,
And begin
To recover
On your fourteen-
Carat yacht.
Money makes the world go around,


The world go around,
The world go around,
Money makes the world go around,
Of that we can be sure.
(shit) on being poor.
Money money money-
when you haven't any coal in the stove
And you freeze in the winter
And you curse on the wind
At your fate
When you haven't any shoes
On your feet
And your coat's thin as paper
And you look thirty pounds
Underweight.
When you go to get a word of advice
From the fat little pastor
He will tell you to love evermore.
But when hunger comes a rap,
Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat at the window...
At the window...
Who's there?
Hunger!
Ooh, hunger!

See how love flies out the door...
For Money makes
The world...
...go around
The world...
...go around
The world...
...go around
Money makes the
.... go around
...go around
That clinking
Clanking sound of
Money money money money money money
Get a little,
Money money
Get a little,
Money money
Mark, a yen, a buck
Get a little
Or a pound
Get a little
That clinking clanking
Get a little
Get a little
Clinking sound
Money money
Money money...
Is all that makes
The world go 'round
Money money
Money money

Sunday 7 November 2010

Ophelia’s song

When I fall in love I get dizzied. I fall out there's just dirt to dish, a memory to drown me in. Still, can't regret my big scene, though I acted the fool my double become a real has-been. Now that we say our goodbyes, no need for rushing crocodiles, crocodiles. When I fall in love I get dizzied.

I fall out there's just dirt to dish, a memory to drown me in. Tried my best to act cool, through the roughest weather had no queues. Still, can't regret my big scene, though I acted the fool my double become a real has-been. Be there! (then I would say) funny, how you become what you've seen too much of, so I might have been. Now that we say our goodbyes, no need for rushing crocodiles, crocodiles.