paroles de chanson All About the Abes - Diesel Boy

Born in the Hills Beverly in '63
Only son of a rich mom and dad
But dad was a jerk and mom did not work
It drove him mad
When mom and dad died late last July
He got the house and the plane
And now he just laughs and smokes his coke all day

From New York to Tokyo
It's all about the dough
It's the coin, it's the cash, it's the currency stash
It's the money that keeps us goin'

The streets of Brooklyn are riddled with crooks and
Dope dealers who don't give a fuck
It's all about hustling and scheming and making a buck
They rule the block with one hand on their Glock
It's the ghetto that keeps 'em in
But they don't have a chance, it's the same circumstance in the end

From New York to Tokyo
It's all about the dough
It's the coin, it's the cash, it's the currency stash
It's the money that keeps us goin'

He passes the years from atop his John Deere
Surveying the fields from above
It's not much to some but he's happy to do what he loves
It's been apples and pears and a hundred state fairs
Nothing more than a quiet, simple life
His only regret is he never found time for a wife

From New York to Tokyo
It's all about the dough
It's the coin, it's the cash, it's the currency stash
It's the money that keeps us goin'

From New York to Tokyo
It's all about the dough
It's the coin, it's the cash, it's the currency stash
It's the money that keeps us goin'