Doorslammer - Monsters? Lyrics

Monsters?

Everyday I see a child poor,
Why exist this moor?
The excluded of the society,
Why I can't talk with a Moorish?

Oh, Why?
The biggest always is the more rich?
Oh, I cry,
This feel don't is my,

I don't want your money,
I just want to rest only,
I don't go, to silence my mouth,
I just want sleep in a booth,

They... not... are monsters,
Oh, I know... They not are monsters,
Let's, some little of coins,
Your waters don't move my mills,

Oh, Why?
The biggest always is the more rich?
Oh, I cry,
This feel don't is my,

To beg or not to beg?
Ask for Meg,
Friend of Peter,
Brother of Tim,
Father of Jim,
I know the sad lives of those people,

They... not... are monsters,
Oh, I know... They not are monsters,
Let's, some little of coins,
Your waters don't move my mills,

Oh, Why?
The biggest always is the more rich?
Oh, I cry,
This feel don't is my.
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