The Foundation Follies

Song Description

What would you do to improve the world if you had the resources of a multi-billion dollar Foundation at your disposal that is required by law each year to give away a portion of it?s enormous assets ? The angelic voice is Faye Corbett.

Song Length 3:16 Genre Rap - General
Lead Vocal Mixed Vocals Mood Disconcerted
Subject Power Language English
Era 1980 - 1989

Lyrics

The Foundation Follies

By

Millard


A Billionaire died, but before he went he said:

?I made the money, but it?s got to be spent!
-Or the I.R.S. will take it all away,
And that bunch of thugs I REFUSE to pay! ?

So find us a Genius, an Einstein or two...
To help people live better, turn the seas back to blue.
Who doesn?t measure success by destroying the whole world,
Has a more Cosmic vision than some moneybreath girl!

The Foundation hired bankers, doctors, lawyers and such,
To hand down big decisions ?bout handin? out Big Bucks.
Fought for obsolete ideas, special interests and friends,
But forgot to give the money out before the year-end!

They met December 31st, -that impressive bunch,
Dumped $50 Million dollars! and said: ?Let?s Do Lunch!...?

People with more money than they have brains,
Drink themselves shit-faced, smoke crack, snort cocaine.
That?s how money is made for the ruling masters
They get everybody hooked, the rotten controlling bastards!

So find us a Genius, a Buddha or two...
To help people live better, turn the seas back to blue.
Who doesn?t measure success by destroying the whole world,
Has a more Cosmic vision than some moneybreath girl!


The Foundation had to sell off it?s money-making stuff.
Corporate Biggies gathered, -conglomerated Chumps!
An aerospace Tycoon, the Biggie-est of them all,
Had the loot to buy the whole thing, but didn?t have the balls!

People with more money than they have brains,
Drink themselves shit-faced, smoke crack, snort cocaine.
That?s how money is made for the ruling masters
They get everybody hooked, the rotten controlling bastards!

Our world is mostly run by greedy, sick old men,
Who care nothing for nothing, -?cept Money, in powers of ten!
They don?t give a damn about destroying this whole world,
To them Nothing?s more important than some moneybreath girl!

So find us a Genius, a Jesus or two...
To help people live better, turn the seas back to blue.
Who doesn?t measure success by destroying the whole world,
Has a more Cosmic vision than some moneybreath girl!


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