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Randy Newman

Hard Currency (Demo)

 

Hard Currency (Demo)

(album: Faust - 1995)


[Martha (at the Costa Rica airport, in posession of Margaret's jewels):]

[Industrialists, the military, peasants are waiting at the airport]
[CHORUS:]
She's coming, she's coming, she's coming
With a great silver bird she's coming
She's coming, she's coming, she's coming
With a great silver bird she's coming

Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha
Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha

[Martha:] When I was poor I hated it
Always the wolf at the door
Now that I'm rich
I'm so happy
I'll never be poor anymore
I'll never be poor anymore

[Chorus:] Heavy industry
A higher standard of living

[Martha:] When I was a kid grandma told me
Girl, now you listen to me
Without any money you're nothing
Without money you'll never be free

[Chorus:] Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha

You might be pretty, forget it, forget it
You might be smart but so what
If you don't have plenty of money
It's plenty of nothing you've got

Heavy industry
A higher standard of living
Hard currency

[An unwritten dance]

[Martha:] I had a friend
I betrayed that friend
Am I an animal or what?
Does not a human heart beat within my breast
Maybe not!

[Chorus:] Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha

[Martha (speaking to the audience):] Goodbye, goodbye everyone! We won't see each other ever again. But in my heart, I'll always be an
American. [Some angry grumbling] A north american. Goodbye and give my regards to broadway!

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