# $50 Million

Nature of the things that keep me up at night

Or precisely that I can't explain them

Searching for a fair break in an unfair world

And the rules just seem to keep on changin'

Fifty thousand dollars wouldn't change my mind

But fifty million more just might

I got my convictions but I won't miss 'em

I got my conscience but I won't listen

I stand accused of all the usual stuff

My heart is true, but is it strong enough?

You know what they say, wouldn't it be nice?

Well, I guess that's true

I'll make my forty nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

I said nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

I'll make my forty nine

Form my opinions from a comfortable position

But my politics are still unproven (oh, oh, yeah)

I don't know how I got 'em but I might as well use 'em

There's a comfort in my chosen delusions (oh, oh, yeah)

Fifty thousand dollars wouldn't change my mind

But fifty million, now we're talking

Yeah, I've been tempted but not that often

If they want some of this, well, it's gonna cost 'em

I stand accused of all the usual stuff

My heart is true, but is it strong enough?

You know what they say, money has got a prize

Well, I guess that's true

And fifty million's mine

I stand accused of that which I accuse you of

But how 'bout you, how long should be enough?

You know what they say, wouldn't it be nice?

Well, I guess that's true

I'll make my forty nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

I said nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

Nine, nine, nine, nine, nine

I'll make my forty nine

Autor(es): Nic Offer