Money maybe emotionless
But it controls mine really well
The moment I hear about it
Every atom just vibrates in flight
To think, it makes no sense
A bit of printing does all this
If I could truly wish upon a wish
It would be for my print to do this
Change the emotions
Make the world go round
Show I am successful
Or giving life to a sound
Most of all show
Money is the problem
Not the solution
Just making it worse
I could do this or that
Reality is just becoming
paper and loopholes
We degrade all in this world
To nothing more than tit for tat
I\'ve had enough of justifying myself
I take no more than I need
I give all that\'s available to give
I no longer fear what you\'ll do to me
While I try to change my tune of life
Others hear the old or what they want
Never knowing the truth of who we are
All loving compassionate creatures
Without the desire for greed or gold