(I Don't Want to Be a) Billionaire
Hi Loius
What you got?
One, two, three
I don't wanna be a billionaire
I just want a comfy place to live
With friends and neighbors always around
They never call me, just walk on in
The doors and windows ain't ever locked
Because I don't have any shit to steal
Just a couple comfy chairs to sit
And a pot to cook a family meal
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
I'm tired of hearin' about the I.P.O
All of the ways that all the cash could flow
It would be nice if it would trickle down
To the people on the other side of town
But something tells me that it probably won't
'Cause something tells me that it just ain't right
Taking donations for the one percent
Out of the pockets of the 99
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
I don't want to sacrifice my life, tryin' to
Shave five seconds off a checkout line
Think of something that the whole world needs
Faster fast food delivery
I don't want to be forced to guess
What to do with all of my excess
Take vacations into outer space
Or pay all school teachers a living wage
I know nothing's gonna come from this
Except for make a couple people pissed
It ain't effective, far as I can tell
Telling the Devil he should go to hell
And I don't even know who's to blame
Or who's been marching in the hit parade
But I don't really wanna sing along
If a computer wrote the fuckin' song
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
No
Hi!
What you got?
One, two, three
I don't wanna be a billionaire
I just want a comfy place to live
With friends and neighbors always around
They never call me, just walk on in
The doors and windows ain't ever locked
Because I don't have any shit to steal
Just a couple comfy chairs to sit
And a pot to cook a family meal
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
I'm tired of hearin' about the I.P.O
All of the ways that all the cash could flow
It would be nice if it would trickle down
To the people on the other side of town
But something tells me that it probably won't
'Cause something tells me that it just ain't right
Taking donations for the one percent
Out of the pockets of the 99
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
I don't want to sacrifice my life, tryin' to
Shave five seconds off a checkout line
Think of something that the whole world needs
Faster fast food delivery
I don't want to be forced to guess
What to do with all of my excess
Take vacations into outer space
Or pay all school teachers a living wage
I know nothing's gonna come from this
Except for make a couple people pissed
It ain't effective, far as I can tell
Telling the Devil he should go to hell
And I don't even know who's to blame
Or who's been marching in the hit parade
But I don't really wanna sing along
If a computer wrote the fuckin' song
So close your eyes and cover up your ears
This ain't the message that you came to hear, but
I can't help it if I just don't care
I don't want to be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
No, I don't
No-oh-oh, I don't
I don't wanna be a billionaire
No
Hi!
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