Lyrics Burn Money Burn - Morten Harket
Burn,
money;
burn
I
don't
like
the
wheels
that
you
turn
You
don't
know
the
value
of
things
I
still
like
your
bells
when
they
ring
Burn,
money;
burn
What
I
was
taught
is
not
what
I
learn
I
don't
need
an
IQ-score
to
beat
Take
my
heart,
there's
nothing
to
compete
You
could
say
that
Love's
late
for
someone
You
could
say
that
Love
waits
on
someone
Sing,
my
heart;
sing
I
know
that
you
can
change
anything
I
cross
the
street
and
lean
on
the
wind
The
truth
is
like
a
whisper,
laughing
Sting,
my
heart;
sting
Our
enemy
must
save
their
own
skin
It
just
takes
a
spark
to
light
across
If
they
could,
they
would
want
to
be
like
us
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