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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Immaculate Fools
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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Kevin Raymond Weatherill
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Letra
I'm so disgusted, I'm not amused
You got me in the inside, you put me out of tune
Always looking at the other men, see what prizes he's collected
Do we count it all in tears and pain or monuments erected?
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing, nothing means nothing anymore
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing means nothing anymore
Nothing means nothing anymore, no, no
Oh, pass it by, oh, let it be
Steal the seeds and set them free
You got the word, I got the pain
You got the privilege, I take the blame
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing, nothing means nothing anymore
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing means nothing anymore
Nothing means nothing anymore
You're walking in thin air
You're stepping on thin ice
A slippy slippy slide
All the way down
Down down down
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing, nothing means nothing anymore
Everything, everything is measured in money
Nothing means nothing anymore
Nothing means nothing anymore
Nothing means nothing
Written by: Kevin Raymond Weatherill

