Текст песни descendents - Gotta
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Money, it`ll feed my tummyBut it, will never feed my soulWhere my soul should meThere`s a hole in meI can`t live from 9 to 5That`s not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn`t matter what it may beOnly what it may seemFunny, when you got no moneyThen your, time is not your ownWhere my time should be, there`s only drudgeryI can`t live from 9 to 5That`s not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn`t matter what it may beOnly what it may seemGotta have a reason to get out of my bedI never want to feel my life`s been wastedMakin money, it`ll feed my tummyBut it, will never feed my soulWhen my soul should beThere`s a hole in meI can`t live from 9 to 5That`s not enough to keep me aliveGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn`t matter what it may beOnly what it may seemGotta have a fantasyGotta have a dreamDoesn`t matter what it may beOnly what it may seem to me