All About The Abes Lyrics

	作曲 : Lake
	Born in the
	Hills Beverly in '63 /
	Only son of a rich mom and dad /
	But dad was a jerk and mom did not work, it drove him mad /
	When mom and dad died, late last
	July / He got the house and the plane /
	And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day /
	From New York to
	Tokyo / Its all about the dough /
	Its the coin, its the cash, its the currency stash /
	Its the money that keeps us goin' /
	The streets of
	Brooklyn are riddled with crooks and /
	Dope dealers who don't give a **** /
	Its all about hustling and scheming and making a buck /
	They rule the block with one hand on their
	Gloch / Its the ghetto that keeps 'em in /
	But they don't have a chance, its the same circumstance in the end /
	He passes the years from atop his
	John Deere /
	Surveying the fields from above /
	Its not much to some, but he's happy to do what he loves /
	Its been apples and pears, and a hundred state fairs /
	Nothing more than a quiet, simple life /
	His only regret is he never found time for a wife

	zuo qu : Lake
	Born in the
	Hills Beverly in ' 63
	Only son of a rich mom and dad
	But dad was a jerk and mom did not work, it drove him mad
	When mom and dad died, late last
	July He got the house and the plane
	And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day
	From New York to
	Tokyo Its all about the dough
	Its the coin, its the cash, its the currency stash
	Its the money that keeps us goin'
	The streets of
	Brooklyn are riddled with crooks and
	Dope dealers who don' t give a
	Its all about hustling and scheming and making a buck
	They rule the block with one hand on their
	Gloch Its the ghetto that keeps ' em in
	But they don' t have a chance, its the same circumstance in the end
	He passes the years from atop his
	John Deere
	Surveying the fields from above
	Its not much to some, but he' s happy to do what he loves
	Its been apples and pears, and a hundred state fairs
	Nothing more than a quiet, simple life
	His only regret is he never found time for a wife

	zuò qǔ : Lake
	Born in the
	Hills Beverly in ' 63
	Only son of a rich mom and dad
	But dad was a jerk and mom did not work, it drove him mad
	When mom and dad died, late last
	July He got the house and the plane
	And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day
	From New York to
	Tokyo Its all about the dough
	Its the coin, its the cash, its the currency stash
	Its the money that keeps us goin'
	The streets of
	Brooklyn are riddled with crooks and
	Dope dealers who don' t give a
	Its all about hustling and scheming and making a buck
	They rule the block with one hand on their
	Gloch Its the ghetto that keeps ' em in
	But they don' t have a chance, its the same circumstance in the end
	He passes the years from atop his
	John Deere
	Surveying the fields from above
	Its not much to some, but he' s happy to do what he loves
	Its been apples and pears, and a hundred state fairs
	Nothing more than a quiet, simple life
	His only regret is he never found time for a wife

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