Last picture has been sold long ago,
Artist cries because drank his Easel away.
His mistress won a lawsuit for the house,
Money, money, money consume people.
Refrain:
We wrote our song for money,
Someone else sells their love by the hours,
Someone sells cheap, someone takes more money,
What is the difference, inflation, madhouse.
We all became a commodity on the market,
And we are advertising and actively selling.
Who - own body, who - plays accordion,
Who - will sell their own soul for a penny.
Refrain:
We wrote our song for money,
Someone else sells their love by the hours,
Someone sells cheap, someone takes more money,
What is the difference, inflation, madhouse.
We wrote our song for money,
Someone else sells their love by the hours,
Someone sells cheap, someone takes more money,
What is the difference, inflation, madhouse.
We will wait a little bit - maybe, we will make it
to being kind and happy one day
We will invent a pills from death
And we will sing together happily.
Refrain:
We wrote our song for money,
Someone else sells their love by the hours,
Someone sells cheap, someone takes more money,
What is the difference, inflation, madhouse.