Nhạc sĩ: Martin Fry, Mark White
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Pounds, dollar, millionaire, pound, pound, dollar
Pound, pound, pound, pound
Millionaire
Millionaire
I've seen the future, I can't afford it
Tell you the truth, sir, someone just bought it
Say Mr. Whistler, sick on the kick of dice
Roulette and blackjack, builders of paradise
Larger than life and twice as ugly
If we have to live that, you'll have to trust me
Maybe this luxury's can't
Only compensate
For all the pounds you would get
Like the hands of fate
So tell me
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A millionaire
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A millionaire
Millionaire
Millionaire
Trillionaire
Are you surprised at me?
You might consider
Loyalties go to the highest of bidders
What my opinion
I'd give you ten to one
Give me a million, I'll franchise somebody
But there are millionaires
Who often get no money
There's just one secret
I think you should share
Maybe this luxury's can't
Only compensate
For all the cards you would get
Like the hands of fate
So tell me
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A millionaire
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A millionaire
Billionaire
Trillionaire
Billions of, billions of, billions of, billions of, billions of pounds
Billions of pounds
Killing someone
Corruption
Corruption
Corruption
Maybe destruction is seemed
A recompense
For all the cards you were dealt
At the hands of fate
So tell me
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A Millionaire
Tell me, tell me
How to be
A Millionaire
Who wants to be
Millionaire
I do, I do, I do
Who wants to be
A Millionaire
I do, I do
I've seen the future
I can't afford it turned