Singer Songwriters And The Root of All Evil
When I started singing, as a small boy, I started to dream that one day I'd rise to the top and have all the money my heart could possibly desire. And I could see that money in gold, silver, green, and diamonds. Piles of it, buckets of it...for cryin' outside loud...truckloads of it!
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