I am not an idiot,
somebody that uses words
to protest to contest
but only to amuse myself
And I've lost my soul
I've lost my pride
I've lost myself and you
I've sold everything and everybody
Money is a poisoned gift (4)
And I continue to live my life
without resting and without regrets
without emotions and without scruples
and I shoot on everything
Money is a poisoned gift (4)
And I see people running, these poor idiots (2)
Money is a poisoned gift (4)