Letra da Música Money de Executer

Sometimes I ask myself
Why are thes pieces of papers for?
Our stupid lives don't mean anything
Without them
With money: corruption, misery and profit
Sail in the same boat...

You don't know, but there are some people cleaning
Their asses with money!
While other ones have to give their to get it!

It's a paper game
Envolving thousands of
Idiots and fools

Money, master of the world!
Money to rob at pleasure...

If you don't have it, baby
You'll have to work hard!
While some get it easily...

Corrupt politicians know it very well
They sit themselves down in the same table
Every day...