Small Bill$ Regina Spektor
"Small Bill$" by Regina Spektor, released in 2012, is a #IndiePop song that explores themes of financial struggles and the bittersweet nature of life. The lyrics reflect on the challenges of adulthood and the significance of small moments. Unique musical elements include playful piano melodies and whimsical vocals. The song resonates with listeners facing economic hardships, highlighting Spektor's knack for blending personal storytelling with broader societal issues.
[Verse 1]
His destiny was just too big to spend
So he broke it into smaller bills and change
By the time he'd try to buy the things he needed
He had spent it all on loosies and weed and
He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola
He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla
He had spent it all and didn't even feel it
He had spent it all and didn't even feel it
[Chorus]
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la...
[Verse 2]
All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams are coming up red
They can either wake up or go deeper
But it's so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper
It's like awakening a bear in winter
To feel the reckoning of hunger splinter
He's gonna stretch his claws and feel his power
And you are gonna know your final hour
His destiny was just too big to spend
So he broke it into smaller bills and change
By the time he'd try to buy the things he needed
He had spent it all on loosies and weed and
He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola
He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla
He had spent it all and didn't even feel it
He had spent it all and didn't even feel it
[Chorus]
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la...
[Verse 2]
All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams are coming up red
They can either wake up or go deeper
But it's so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper
It's like awakening a bear in winter
To feel the reckoning of hunger splinter
He's gonna stretch his claws and feel his power
And you are gonna know your final hour
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