Money Down the Street

You thought you knew back in the day
When I was a young man and lot’s more was at play

I didn’t know  what to say, who to trust

Turns out half my friends happened to be a bust
I curse and cuss, a toilet made of gold is a must

Smoking dust, love
Who am I kidding?
The product of the George W Bush era
I went to sleep with an idea, woke up with something much clearer 

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