Benjamin Madeira - Could Be That

I rose from where I sat
I will grow sleek, unique ev'ry week
Let me get into chat
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns
I could sell buns
I could sell tons, tons of buns
Be there when the money comes
When the fortune comes
I could play violins and bang the drums
I could be a warrior, victorious
Glorious, notorious, none guns
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns
I could run a crazy marathon
Feeling the burning in my lungs
I could be expert on the mascara on
I could sell stocks and shares
I could invest in socks, and then she stares
On and on to the break a dawn
Fancy talker, shocked her
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns
I could fly a helicopter
I could be a doctor on a chopper
I could be a nurse, of course
When stuff is getting worse
On and on to the break a dawn
Fancy talker, shocked her
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns
Could read the greatest book in hist'ry!
I could cure the wounds
I could lead chants of victory
Amid the encircling hounds
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns
I could leave my mark
In an amusing park
Feeding hungry faces
Till day turns into dark
I could have some friends
We could talk of odds and ends
I could be a soccer player
Maybe I could save the ozone layer
On and on to the break a dawn
Fancy talker, shocked her
Tons of buns
My best ones
From my nest
Your favorite ones
For your daughters and sons
Don't fight for crumbs
The money comes
Bang the drums, no guns

Written by:
Benjamin Madeira

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