Tonalité : Bb major
Verse 1
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When I'm broke or than broke
And it's all up in smoke
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I got zero
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Gambled and beat, no shoes on my feet
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I ain't no hero
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My
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luck is all
lost at a horrible cost
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And I'm down, held to ground,
and viewed as unsound
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And I gotta say, I'm the happiest man in
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the world
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When you ain't got nothin',
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ain't got nothin' they can take away
Got all the time in the world
To check out this gorgeous
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state
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Ain't got no cell phone,
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bill collectors,
leave me alone
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Ain't got no un affordable mortgage,
I'm no unaffordable home
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And I gotta say,
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I'm the happiest man in the world
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Well, look at my friends,
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they are all like jewels, I am rich
Some people get power,
they act like fools,
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I never switch
Sittin' on a park bench, lovin' the sun
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Ain't got a nickel, but it sure is fun
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And I gotta say,
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I'm the happiest man in the world.
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Well, I went to the ATM when I awoke,
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and I almost choked when it spoke.
It said, you are broke, financially depleted,
your money is deleted.
Like your hairline, it has receded.
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It continued to speak, it said it's bleak,
your troubles are big.
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But it offered a solution,
a bit of restitution.
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This ATM was a ma chine
with the means
Spilling the beans to pay for my dreams
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I said, you're giving me chills
Spit out the bills
I need a tower of gold
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The contents of a king's billfold
I need the treasure in a pirate's hold
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I need cash hard and cold
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I'm insatiable from what I've been told
I need the profits of a corporation sold
And if I can be so bold
What Wall Street stole
And enough dough to buy rolls
And hand -tailored clothes
And mansions and islands that I have chose
And I don't want to die,
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I want my body to be froze
Security that'll never doze.
Live sculpture in a perpetual pose.
I want to be bathed in velvet
from my head to my toes.
I want my teeth capped in gold,
so when the light goes out,
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my head it glows.
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No sooner had I spoken
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that the ATM spit out a bus token,
said, here's the situation,
you'll be taking public transportation.
I was incredulous.
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This is an insult off the charts.
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I said, what do I look like,
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Cinderella at the Walmart?
I felt like a clown
as I drove through the town
in the bus in the back thought I had riches
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But I didn't have jack I in the street
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trying to comprehend my defeat
And who did I spy with my little eye
but Sheena with a new life complete
see she had done time for a
serious crime
But after her incarceration
She had given her life a new interpretation
by ringing the bell for the salvation
of souls
And when they hear the bell toll
they know they are in
receipt of a place to eat
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and a place to warm their feet
I said, look at my friend Sheena.
Ain't she an angel?
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Righteously sweet.
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Her life could have been for naught.
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Her resurrection was hard fought.
And here comes Bobby.
He's off the pipe.
He should have been dead, we all thought.
He was up to his neck.
He was a wreck.
But he kept it in check
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with his sense of humor.
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He had us laughing at his antics.
Even through a tumor.
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And I hope he hangs on to
his health.
Because roaring in his glorious stories
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adds to my wealth.
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And there's Jennifer.
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She's working. Clerking.
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She's also on the poll,
got the young boys jerkin'
Now that's no judgment
berserkin'
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Homelessness was lurkin'
She got a special needs child
So she does it all with a smile
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Bordering on smirkin'
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I think it's safe to say
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I had an epiphany that day
Look at all my friends,
barely employed
Maintaining their integrity,
not null and void
Inspirational, conversational
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These are the things that I've enjoyed
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I've seen beggars with
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the stature of kings
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I've seen homeless sharing
as if they had wings
and other things, like patience,
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on death's door, smiling more,
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not knowing what's in store.
I saw what clarity, charity,
and it humbled me galore,
and I went back to that ATM again
and requested an encore,
because sometimes you gotta
open up your eyes
and see what life is truly for.
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And that ATM didn't gloat,
said, aw, you ain't really broke,
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you're rich as a king,
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you just ain't got no money,
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that's the thing.
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The more stuff you got,
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the more stuff you got that'll break
Put down that cell phone,
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talk to me face to face
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Well, I'm checking out people,
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loving the ways
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Ain't been broke in all of my days
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And I gotta say,
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I'm the happiest man in the world
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And I gotta say,
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I'm the happiest man in the world
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And I gotta say,
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I'm the happiest man in the world
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