I watch people's life
But I'm as sharp as a knife
Lonely idiot, full of dreams
Standing in the wild land, eating chocolate ice cream
People come, people leave
My guess is that nobody wants to serve
For they just look for gold
Ignore stone in cold
I have seen the face of an angel in November
A nice thing to remember
Better than seeing gold , touching stone
My sorrow is too much and I shall turn them into one
Close my door, ignore the grey sky
Think no more, every day's my best try
We see, hands were made for holding money
The world isn't wider or better, my honey
Money on my right hand
Dig it from the ground
I can spare one hand to help
So what do I keep
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