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The moneylender's lovely little daughter Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire. She spies him through the glasses From the pawnshops of her wicked father.
a pawnbroker or moneylender Why do you do me down, Mister? Sing "Hallelujah," Sister Turn up the volume, just to turn it down The trivial secrets buried
and the tax man and the moneylenders growl like dogs in the midwinter. The weaker of the herd can feel their eyes and hear them howl like dogs in
to the Galway races?" Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, "I'll hawk me aul' man's braces. I went up to Capel Street To the Jewish moneylenders But he
to the Galway races?" Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan "I'll hawk me aul' man's braces I went up to Capel Street To the Jewish moneylenders But he
I'm gettin' riches But I won't ever spend 'em No That's just my vendetta Yeah Not no money-lender No I'm not Shylock I'm the Merchant of Venice Stone
being (I´ve) never trust in magic elfy, sugar, salt and stomack healthy Money, shoping, moneylenders, homeless, rubbish, mess and anger Ecology, smoking
because I’d rather not think machine codes control decisions My intuitions said credit limits could let me get it But get indebted to moneylenders and then
Take Me Some Where Sunny If you have a testimony They give you easy blindness like a moneylender And you may need bright lights for surgery
Moneylenders and Merchants Roll on up for my price is down Come on in for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets
home I've written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones, my bones I'm a moneylender I have fortunes upon fortunes Take my
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