Paroles The Pines (An American Nightmare) de Poor Bailey

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I need some money,
some currency.
I've been feeling worthless.
I need a job, some security.
Some possessions.
I need some money.

I took out a loan,
made for the coast
where the pines meet the water,
at the fork in the road.
I found a fortune nestled high
amongst the cliffs where the land
begins to slope and spew away
to make shelter for the fish who swim.

And now I'm selling watches,
a measuremental guide.
You can't live without it,
you can't beat the price.
You better get 'em while you can
'cause there's a limited supply.
You won't know when or why
but at least you'll know the time is ticking.

Now I'm rich, I'm real rich.
I've gained control of the market.
Got everything I need.
Got everything I want in my back pocket,
right inside my wallet.

I got the all American dream.
I got food on my plate,
I got shoes on my feet.
I'm walking into the future
and I'm watching my back.

I'm stacking my coins
and counting my cash.
And its paying off,
it's taking me to the bank
where the tellers are friendly,
they know me by name.
They say, "Mr. Olender,
will that be all for you sir?
Don't hesitate to call us
with questions or concerns."

What have I done?
Oh, what have I done?
I missed the meaning.
Sometimes it seems,
following dreams can be misleading.
This money's worthless.
No one's impressed.

What have I done?
This is not happiness.
A material domain,
to cushion my pain
As I whither away
into the market place singing

"la la la la la...."

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