You know what used to trample on my nerves? To see bad guys get the lives good guys deserve While rich men bribe their way to power The poor men work an honest hour It all seems upside down and quite absurd
Well you know what used to make my stomach sick? To see good guys get the short end of the stick While rich men seize an idle throne The poor men work to build a home And this, I thought, was all the devil’s trick
But then one night I saw the thing the devil doesn’t tell If you sell your life, everyday becomes a living hell
I watch the rich man try to sleep He rolls for hours beneath the sheets But there’s still no smile upon his cheeks I watch the poor man hold his girl He found contentment in those curls And he keeps on smiling cause he’s got the world
This is what the poor man understood That man cannot be happy til he’s good You can’t buy a name for thirty pence You’ll be sorry when it’s too late too repent So just love your neighbor like a good man should
And this is what we too should understand That life not built on Love is sinking sand You can’t buy happiness with gold You’ll gain the world but lose your soul Cause man makes money but money doesn’t make the man
And a paradox is speaking through that smile All the money in the world can’t buy a life worthwhile And I’ve found what really separates these men It’s not what they have without, it’s what they have within
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