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the ruined generations - money talks (from an empty bedroom) lyrics

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[berkhout]
mr. harris works at the fairground
giving prizes out if people land a ball in a can
but n0body’s won since his wife ran off
though he wears bright colours, he’s a monochrome man

three b-lls for one pound, seven for two
don’t ask to play unless you’ve got cash on you
he leans against a box as he lights up his smoke
he says that money talks, but he goes home broke

mr. harris works at the fairground
i heard if you pay him right, he’ll slip you some beer
i wouldn’t risk it though, it’s a dangerous game
he’s been so hungry since his wife disappeared

three b-lls for two pounds, seven for four
we don’t see mr. harris around no more
he spent all his cash on ladies and smokes
he said that money talks, but he went home broke

mr. harris, he worked at the fairground
now my dad sees him sometimes down outside of the bar
they shut down his booth, the whole thing was a scam
if you live your life bitter, you won’t get very far

three b-lls for five pounds, seven for ten
it’s not easy for those carnival men
when you live life conning children and smoking cigars
well, money talks won’t get you very far

we did it

[flaskamper]
we did, good job



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