Pink Floyd "Money" |
Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you're ok Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash A new car, caviar, four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm all right Jack, keep your hands off of my stack Money, it's a hit Don't give me that do-goody-good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling section And I think I need a Lear Jet Money, it's a crime Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise That they're giving none away Away Away Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |