Money

Lyrics

Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K Money it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash 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 travelling set 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, away, away, away, away, away...