Exodus - Count Your Blessings lyrics
[Exodus - Count Your Blessings lyrics]
Power fortune and fame
Only a delusion inside your brain
But those who got it all
Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls
To sit there and complain
That affluence is a tremendous strain
Use some common sense
Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent
A word to the wise, you should realize
If you don't count your blessings
You're in for a surprise
That you got it so hard
But life dealt you all the cards
You better count your blessings
You better let down your guard
A word to the wise, when will you realize
If you don't count your blessings
You're in for a surprise
The roles will be reversed
And you won't be the first
To wish he counted his blessings
Substantial amounts
Of their money lies in Swiss bank accounts
And more in stocks and bonds
They should consider if it were gone
Just what the hell they'd do
They might have to work to pay for their food
Like every one of us
They'll count their blessings without a fuss
Power fortune and fame
Only a delusion inside your brain
But those who got it all
Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls
To sit there and complain
That affluence is a tremendous strain
Use some common sense
Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent
Only a delusion inside your brain
But those who got it all
Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls
To sit there and complain
That affluence is a tremendous strain
Use some common sense
Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent
A word to the wise, you should realize
If you don't count your blessings
You're in for a surprise
That you got it so hard
But life dealt you all the cards
You better count your blessings
You better let down your guard
A word to the wise, when will you realize
If you don't count your blessings
You're in for a surprise
The roles will be reversed
And you won't be the first
To wish he counted his blessings
Substantial amounts
Of their money lies in Swiss bank accounts
And more in stocks and bonds
They should consider if it were gone
Just what the hell they'd do
They might have to work to pay for their food
Like every one of us
They'll count their blessings without a fuss
Power fortune and fame
Only a delusion inside your brain
But those who got it all
Fuckin' piss me off they got a lot of balls
To sit there and complain
That affluence is a tremendous strain
Use some common sense
Take nothing for granted, not a fucking cent