Director Reacts - Ren - 'Money Game' MV 

Yes, it’s live

I think this was their first one-take. And Money Game 3 shows the evolution brilliantly. That is a one shot two-take video. They needed one cut in the later one. Both audios are performed live and then remastered for levels in an obsessed Hyperfocus afterwards.

137 is the actual number

This was their First one.

That's not the consistency of petrol though. Petrol is even less viscous than water.

​@TWFydGlu no shit sherlock, he couldn't use real petrol could he? Find a stupid negative in an amazing performance.

​@@TWFydGluIt was Olive Oil

@@Bearlissimo Yes. But not to "resemble the consistency of petrol"

Good to know, thank you!

Yep, his hometown in Anglesey was tiny so he was born in a hospital in Bangor.

Yay! Thank you!

@@ThisRoscoe I think you’d enjoy watching his interview with Justin Hawkins- but not for a reaction (it’s nearly 2 hours!) However, his thank you speech for getting a million subscribers called Defining Success is only 5 mins and worth sharing x

This.

Full versions. Got it.

Director Reacts - Ren - 'Money Game 3' MV ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-jpApHcTV25E.html

Facts... IMO never use on screen lyrics for Ren videos (except his own official ones of course) and especially RU-vid CC . Not only are they wrong but often you see words before they are voiced which utterly destroys the tension/anticipation/timing/impact, etc...

That’s RU-vid’s subtitle system. It’s not perfect, for sure, but better than nothing for most.

Agree. Better not to have any subtitles-they were so bad.

Strange times we're living in World can put fear in ya Hierarchy parties, they make us feel inferior Greed runs through the parliament interior Devils walk among us, they fit the criteria Eerie theories strike fear in weary minded men When we're clearly living in dictatorships Nearly blinded by illusions to choose But who's fooling who? A ball chained to your shoes I'm pained, it's a crying shame The pursuit of our own wealth lights a flame That makes greed a game that lets the whole world burn As the world turns, the whole world burns Money was invented for trade But now those bits of paper twist hearts, make slaves Turns a saint into a sinner, a child into a killer His finger on the trigger of a money game Oh, rain, rain, rain, rain A storm, it comes our way And those who rise through distorted lies Poison in the veins But we like to point the blame, blame, blame, blame It's easier to blame But point the mirror at ourselves We're all part of this old money game This old money game This old Dear Mr. President, it's evident that everyone's a resident Of fear when they support the ideas that keep us separate When they make us believe that everybody Is coming to terrorise you in the streets They say proudly through gritted teeth "It's my right to hate, that's freedom of speech!" When did freedom become a reason to hate? A way to justify a racial slur or insult we make There's an irony in freedom, because us in the west We have pillaged and plundered and murdered like savages Colonised all of the rest, that's called hypocrisy Preach a certain value that you'd never keep yourselves If your country was in flames, you'd emigrate yourselves in a second Still, you spit your venom, demonising immigrants When really, you're an immigrant 'Cause all of us are immigrants Or descended from immigrants The irony is imminent, I'll shed the light on immigrants America was colonised by Britain Britain, it was colonised by Rome Also, colonised by the Saxons They were German, by the way You know how people throw shade upon the Germans 'Cause of history's pain And yet we make the same mistakes all again Demonise a whole people, Jewish or Muslim the same and the same Old situations play on repeat The same old TV shows repeat Yeah, we worship the bleak Our opinions aren't our own and we follow like sheep There's no left, there's no right In the middle we sleep Rain, rain, rain, rain A storm, it comes our way And those who rise through distorted lies Poison in the veins But we like to point the blame, blame, blame, blame It's easier to blame But point the mirror at ourselves We're all part of this old money game This old money game This old money game Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Ren Gill Money Game lyrics © The Other Wasted Talent Limited

Born in Bangor Lived in Anglesey until moved to Bath at 19 then Brighton mainly

We can’t win em all, right?