Tan Weiwei sang “Mrs. Money” at Jiangsu TV’s New Year’s Eve party, and many of the lyrics and subtitles were altered:
What a bitch you are → What a face you have turned
See who is more superficial → See who is waiting to pay
Divide this conscience in half → Divide this heart in half
Half for the beast → half for love
Roll your eyes and roll your eyes after me → Put out white smoke and put out white smoke after me
My mother respects the old sky → Old Liang respects the old field
You’re a fool → You’re a fool and you pretend to be a fool
So sad, only the pollution of resignation → So sad, only the roof of resignation
Here are the complete lyrics of the original version:
The cabbage will fester
Diamonds are so fresh
The common man starts talking about money
Don’t turn around and turn your back
The earrings hanging high
What’s wrong with you?
I want to show off
You have to look good
Let’s see who is more superficial
Split this conscience in half
One half to feed the beast
One half is worth a thousand dollars
Roll your eyes. Roll your eyes after me.
I don’t want to be worse than anyone else
I’m sick of it. Only a broken pastime
I will not betray
Famous people say famous things
I respect the old man
Each one of us is responsible for our own food and clothing
This material is too dark
Someone else’s new love
What’s the electricity?
I want to eat
You’re a fool and a cheat
Let’s see who is more extreme
Divide this fame and fortune into two halves
One half to feed the tigers and wolves
And the other half from the world
It’s too dangerous to follow me
I don’t want to be more pitiful than anyone else
It’s so sad. Only the pollution of resignation
Only by resigning to pollution do water lilies grow
The noise and commotion, the transience of all things
Give me the connotation of mediocrity
Let’s talk about the conditions. There are still a few years left to be savage
Roll your eyes, roll your eyes after me
I don’t want to be worse than anyone else
So annoying Only a pastime that’s broken
I won’t betray
It’s too dangerous to follow me
I don’t want to be more miserable than anyone else
It’s so sad Only the pollution of resignation
Only by resigning to pollution can water lilies grow
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