April Song

I love money and I’m openly vain

There are many things I like about fame

And it’s a bummer you don’t agree

But it don’t mean a thing to me



There are things, they say, that money can’t buy

And I don’t know if love is a lie

But I don’t want to beg all my life

And I don’t even wanna bring you down



Just yesterday I was living on dog-ends

And today, not there yet but I’m on the mend

My daddy’s dead but mom’s proud of me

And I can tell you she was never pleased to pay my bills when I was busted…



There are things, they say…