Myob

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Daniel Young] Damn, it's been months since you lost the job Long weeks, and you've been sitting on Seek.com Lower the self-esteem, in between the needs and the wants CV not receiving a response, feels like you got a long list of nothing much do Fill in the lines, and click on apply And who knows? They might get in touch with you However many applications it takes just for one to come through By the way, what's up with you? A job you didn't want is somehow now a job you didn't wanna lose You can't complain, you know you always make it through It's not like you never had to find a way to make do [Chorus: Elly Poletti, Janie Gordon & Daniel Young] Money, money Money is the God that we worship Our Lord won't serve us our daily bread And take that 10 per cent tithe to the churches Money, money Money is the God that we worship Our Lord won't serve us our daily bread And take that 10 per cent tithe to the churches [Verse 2: Daniel Young] They say the apple core doesn't fall too far from the tree, sure And these days I've seen it all blow with the breeze Who knows what we might find while you raking up the leaves Early worm with a J-O-B, never said I was out for the Granny Smith's to represent me But eventually, I'm gonna need to feed me some lunch Now that's five days a week that mightn't mean that much Crisp and clean, never been Employee of the Month, but we all gotta eat So we try to keep up, fuck with these broad beans 'till we got enough And more than what we need, when what we need was enough Plus GST, see we mightn't have made it the way they did Still, I be trying to get a PayG up on my payslip Be a Payee 'cause I pay this But the best payments that came had nothing to do with the pay What can I say? I never knew which way to go So I went where I could Like so many that I know [Chorus: Elly Poletti, Janie Gordon & Daniel Young] Money, money Money is the God that we worship Our Lord won't serve us our daily bread And take that 10 per cent tithe to the churches Money, money Money is the God that we worship Our Lord won't serve us our daily bread And take that 10 per cent tithe to the churches [Verse 3: Daniel Young] So as long as the RBA getting money out the mint And the paper ain't looking like it's going out of print Then it can look as if we living in a world where money is the God that we worship Now May the Lord serve us our daily bread, amen As they came to collect and take the 10 per cent tithe to the churches Money, the subject's nothing new We've all heard it, true But when did I become so concerned with the AGL Accounts and Tax Return slips And what my worth is in terms of the money And why the fuck we fighting over it? We lovely, and you my trustee So trust me, I don't ever wanna see it coming between us We try to stick to the financial agreement What's mine is yours, and none of us get to keep it Money make the world go around, that ain't no secret Money make the world go around, that ain't no secret