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In my house there is no money, I eat it with my fingers
In my house there is no money, I eat it with my fingers
I go through hard times, tough and good
The cops are after me

In my house there is money
Trafficking, full ships
I'm very clever, I manage myself
At your expense, I'm a minister

In my house there is no money
I earn little, I'm a miner
I take risks, I die day by day
They beat me if I complain

In my house there is money
The more I have, the more I want
I kill and steal when I can
I never cry, I'm a banker

In my house there is no money