Pink Floyd - Money
Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're okay
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 alright, 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 high-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
[extended instrumental section]
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, hoo-ooh
"Yeah, ha-ha, I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"Yeah, I was definitely in the right
That geezer was cruising for a bruising ..."
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time ..."
"I was just telling him it was in, he could get it in number two
He was asking why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven
After, I was yelling and screaming and telling him why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven
It came to a heavy blow, which sorted the matter out"
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