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Intro

 If you reach back in your memory

 a little bell might ring

 'bout a time that once existed

 when money wasn't king

 if you streech your imagination

 i'll tell you all a tale

 about a time when everything

wasn't up for sale

 there was this cat named johnny

 who loved to play and sing

 when money wasn't king

 we'd all get so excited when

john would do a show

 we'd raise the cash between us

 and down the road we'd go

 to hear him play that music

 it spoke right to my soul

every verse a diamond

every chorus gold

 the sound was my salvation

it was only everything

before money became king

 well i ain't sure how it happend

 and i don't know exactly when

 but everything got bigger

 and the rules began to bend

 and the tv taught the people

 how to get their hair to shine

 and how sweet life can be

 if you keep a tight behind

 and they raised the cost of living

 and how could we have known

 they'd double the price of tickets

 to go see johnny's show

 so we hocked all our possesions

 and we sold a little dope

 and went off to rock and roll

we arrived there early

 in time to see rehearsal

 and john came out and lip-synched

 his new lite beer commercial

 and as the crowd arrived

 as far as i could see

 the faces were all different

 there was no one there like me

 they sat in golden circles

 and waiters sevred them wine

 and talked through all the music

 and to john paid little mind

 and way up in the nosebleeds

 we watched him on the screen

 they'd hung between the billboards

 so cheaper seats could see

 johnny rocked that golden circle

 and all those vip's

 and that music thast had saved us

 became a tired routine

 and i saw his face in close-up

 trying to give it all he had

 and sometimes his eyes betrayed him

 you could see that he was sad

 and i tried to rock on with him

 but i slowly became bored

 could that man on stage

 with everything

somehow need some more?

 there was no use in pretending

 no magic left to hear

all the music gave me

 was a craving for lite beer

 as i walked out of the arena

 my ears began to ring

 and money became king

"The words are right--I'm just not sure on the music."

Jacob Ortiz of Suspicious P