Whether we like it or not,
And whether what we dream is what we want,
Or whether we have a shot.
Last night I had a dream I'll never forget,
Because my anger overcame me.
I was screaming about how people become assholes,
When it comes to money.
And when it comes to money, I would love it,
If it all came to me.
I would take a match and with one strike,
Create inatant equality.
And it's alright,
I don't really think it'd be that easy,
To destroy that much cash,
I'd probably need some gasoline.
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