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letra de money - scott merriman (the leukemia lad)

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[verse 1]

i’m broke as a joke and it really isn’t funny, (nope)
i really wish i was chilling where it’s sunny
i should be on a plane flying to spain, (wee!)
but instead i’m in britain where the sky’s always grey, (ugh!)

my face is looking pale like i’ve seen a ghost, (ahhh!)
and tonight’s tea is gonna be beans on toast, (yum)
yummy yum yum as i put them in my belly
but the beans make me trump so my pumps are very smelly

pffft (ugh!), sorry, that’s a broke mans fart
this life that i’m living is so d-mn harsh, (it’s true)
i’ve never had money, i’m just a broke clown, (yeah)
every car that i’ve evеr drove has broke down, (ok)

i wanna buy a house but i rеally can’t afford it, [sigh]
i’ve got no money, i can’t get a mortgage, (help!)
i need one now before i’m in my forties, (please!)
winning the lottery would quickly come and sort this, (yeah!)

i scrimp and i save ‘cus i’m skint every day, (uh-huh)
i like champagne but i drink lemonade, (delicious)
i’ve never had caviar but i wanna taste it, [slurp]
‘cus rich people eat it, it must be so amazing (ohh)
[chorus]

i’ve got no money! but it’s ok
i’ve got no money! i will one day
i’ve got no money! but it’s alright
i’ve got no money! i still live life

[verse 2]

all my work life has been on minimum wage, (oh-oh!)
i’m feeling like an animal that’s sitting in a cage, (ahh)
the boss is looking at me while i’m crippled and in pain, (ow!)
he might as well be (-whistle-) p-ssing in my face, (uhh, stop!)

i’ve gotta tell myself, “keep your head up and believe”, (believe)
when i’m sick of getting used, i get up and i leave, (i quit!)
it’s back to the agency, i need another job
i can’t stay at home like a lazy, little slob

they offer me the worst job that they’ve got, (take this)
“thank you very much”, “you’re welcome, scott!”
working in a factory, they treat me like a robot
they’d never let me stop, i’d be sweating, it was so hot, (augh!)

i can’t stay here, it’s low-wage labour, (no!)
my career is in grave danger, (true!)
if i quit this, i could be a great sailor, (yeah-yeah!)
all i’ve gotta do is run and join the navy, (ah!)
i tried to join the army but they wouldn’t take me, (why?!)
‘cus i’ve got asthma, this is just crazy
what will i do? where will i go? (oh no!)
i don’t have a clue! i’m not really sure, (aow!)

[chorus x2]

i’ve got no money! but it’s ok
i’ve got no money! i will one day
i’ve got no money! but it’s alright
i’ve got no money! i still live life

[verse 3]

in life, we are told to work ‘till we’re old, [grumpy grumbles]
we’ve gotta keep going ‘till the curtains are closed, (get in)
that’s not for me, i reverse what i’m told, (yeah, that’s right)
at the end of a rainbow searching for gold

i’m gonna hit the jackpot then i’m off to vegas, (yeah!)
throwing up dollars as i’m stepping to the table, (uh-huh)
never, ever losing, collecting lots of paper, (gimme that!)
casino cruising, i’m gonna be famous, (yeah!)

drink champagne and smoke a cohiba, [inhale]
forget about the days i would hope for a peanut
laughing ‘cus i’m no longer broke i’m in caesars, (hahaha)
chilling like a villain sniffing coke with my people, [sniff]
okay man, living like i’m scarface, (okay!)
beats ‘bin at home sitting in a dark place, (yeah)
i wanna be rich like floyd mayweather, (quality)
spill a mil, enjoy my cheddar, (woop!)

private jets got me travelling the globe, (aha!)
leave las vegas to be landing in the snow, (brlrlrl!)
when i’m finished in the alps, i’ll be travelling to rome
then its off to spain to be dancing on my boat, (yeahh!)

[chorus x2]

i’ve got no money! but it’s ok
i’ve got no money! i will one day
i’ve got no money! but it’s alright
i’ve got no money! i still live life

[outro]
oh, by the way, caviar’s disgusting! ughhh!
yeah, the leukemia lad, heavy rain sound studio, woo!
haha! i’ve got no money… i’m broke. but it’s ok!

- scott merriman the leukemia lad

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