come on barack
cant live in this economy
with the taxes rollin in
my moneys gone
gonna have to sell some crack

another price
up a dollar everyday
some harridans
sucked me out
now theres a drought
in my pocket no more cash

there aint no reason to exacerbate
supply and demand in the wrong place

oh everybody
has to start paying
even love has a fee
oh ive came to knows theres no love
cuz nothings free

i go to church
and know i cant make donations
postprandial
we eat snacks
that are generic
because we cant afford a better brand

all tangerines
went up by 100 pennies

with no moolah
all you can do
is listen to sheryl crows new single

in a hypochondria state of mind
traduced by money
what a machiavellian
real capricious
not a cosmopolitan

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does anybody have some spare change (4)

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