bitcoin-1o1 on Nostr: It Someone is good At Music, Please record this amazing Version of Old England from ...
It Someone is good At Music, Please record this amazing Version of Old England from The Water Boys, butusing this lyrics or some version of it.
Old Fiat is Dying!!!
#Bitcoin
https://open.spotify.com/track/4HkEcKAMfYuPSXUDh77Rm5?si=HwTXyNqzTQC3tkzUWqzmqw&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A1VW4gj6w544njTLCYHN7cu
"Men feels ill at cantillon theft
And the notes turn to dust in his hands
Rumors of its wealth are lies
Old fiat is dying
His wealth is a dirty shade of blue
And his paper notes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old fiat is dying
Still he sings an empire's song
Still believes his money is strong
And prints more stacks to support the wars
Old fiat is dying
You're asking what makes me sing now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I'm numb from the cold whispers of change
That fall from high cantillon theft
Where the old ways now begin to drift
Where the homes are warm, but hopes aren't high
Where the dreamers dream and some people cry
Where the old world is being revised
Politicians fraternize
Journalists simply lie
And everyone is civilized
And people stare with bankruptcy files, bankruptcy files, bankruptcy files
Old fiaaaat!
Old fiat is dying!"
Old Fiat is Dying!!!
#Bitcoin
https://open.spotify.com/track/4HkEcKAMfYuPSXUDh77Rm5?si=HwTXyNqzTQC3tkzUWqzmqw&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A1VW4gj6w544njTLCYHN7cu
"Men feels ill at cantillon theft
And the notes turn to dust in his hands
Rumors of its wealth are lies
Old fiat is dying
His wealth is a dirty shade of blue
And his paper notes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old fiat is dying
Still he sings an empire's song
Still believes his money is strong
And prints more stacks to support the wars
Old fiat is dying
You're asking what makes me sing now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I'm numb from the cold whispers of change
That fall from high cantillon theft
Where the old ways now begin to drift
Where the homes are warm, but hopes aren't high
Where the dreamers dream and some people cry
Where the old world is being revised
Politicians fraternize
Journalists simply lie
And everyone is civilized
And people stare with bankruptcy files, bankruptcy files, bankruptcy files
Old fiaaaat!
Old fiat is dying!"