I watch people's life

But I'm as sharp as a knife

Lonely idiot,  full of dreams

Standing in the wild land, eating chocolate ice cream

People come, people leave

My guess is that nobody wants to serve

For they just look for gold

Ignore stone in cold

I have seen the face of an angel in November

A nice thing to remember

Better than seeing gold , touching stone

My sorrow is too much and I shall turn them into one

Close my door, ignore the grey sky

Think no more, every day's my best try

We see, hands were made for holding money

The world isn't wider or better, my honey

Money on my right hand

Dig it from the ground

I can spare one hand to help

So what do I keep

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