28 September 2012
If you could know how much I earn I'm sure to see you blush! To earn the stripend that I do.
I look at you From high above In my success And say to you "poor thing, god bless"
As greedy as I am I love to drown in bling! Unlike you-so poor and common!
Picking up coins from the floor!
I'm sorry mate I'm not to blame!
Come see my flashy car Awash inside with leather I saw the battered wreck That thing you drive Your old banger friend Its such a dog Clanking out its dialogue
I shall live In gleaming wealth Floating in gentle stealth As for you My hard-up mate You'll fade away A slave to fate Surviving on the welfare state!
Seven Deadly Sins: Greed • Opuss № I