Leesha Harvey: Music

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Ginger goes round on her merry-go-round
She drags her hand in the dirt to try and slow it down
It comes to a stop, she jumps to the side
And curses the kids who were pushing the ride

She plays it safe, she’s counted the odds
One too many risks might anger the gods
She tiptoes lightly, out of the way
To secure a safe arrival to her dying day
Hey

Chorus:
Penny in the pocket
Run until we fall
They say we don’t have enough
But we know we’ve got it all
No worries for tomorrow
There’s enough for today
We’re just rag-tag lovers
And we wouldn’t have it any other way

Bill aspires to build empires
with quarterly returns to buy what he desires
A sure-fire way to get what he lacks
He builds his wealth on someone else’s back

His nest is safe and his house is full
Too bad he didn’t take more stock in his soul
He pinched and planned, scrounged and saved
For some well-lined pockets to pad his grave
Hey

(Chorus)

The prince withholds, the pauper gives
The good man dies, the despot lives
They can hide it away, safe in a box
And hope they outlast the rusty locks

(Chorus)

© 2008 Leesha Harvey