Letra de Skinflynt

There are times when a loving parent
Can spoil their child with Earthly things
A heartfelt gift of a mom's endearment
Placed at the feet of her little king
But the king, in a tantrum
Demands more for his inner sanctum
And he, by his highness
Makes his requests with little shyness
A man is the sum of what's he's done
Not that which he has owned
(That which he owned)
And his friends will grow from toil
And from the seeds that he's sown
(From the seeds he's sown)
But his friends will fall away if he's got self-intent
(He's got self-intent)
And alone, he'll rule a throne with no empowerment
Forever a skinflynt
In a lifelong scheme of obtaining more
And more and more, he lost one thing
You must give some to take a little
Or a stench of greed is all you'll bring
But the stench is an odor
That can't be cleansed from a greed promoter
And marred, a reputation
Of self-indulgent infatuation
A man is the sum of what's he's done
Not that which he has owned
(That which he owned)
And his friends will grow from toil
And from the seeds that he's sown
(From the seeds he's sown)
But his friends will fall away if he's got self-intent
(He's got self-intent)
And alone, he'll rule a throne with no empowerment
Forever a skinflynt