WALL STREET KING
(by Michel St-Père)
Another night has fallen
Over this city,
A lonely child is dreaming
Beyond his time,
His friends are out there playing
Just having fun,
He spends his time planning,
The quest has begun.
So many men have died here
Along that road,
What is this love they're searching?
Where is their hope?
And he knows his youth is slowly going
But it's ok 'cause the money starts coming in.
Another soul is crying, waiting alone,
Wondering how high he's aiming,
Will he come back home?
And he didn't see his children growing,
But it's ok 'cause the money keeps coming in,
Keeps coming in.
He won the world working,
He won it all,
Walking in his palace laughing,
Before the fall.
And he knows his life is quickly going,
But it's ok 'cause the money keeps coming in.
Soon he'll die and lose everything,
But it's ok 'cause the money will keep on rolling...