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 traveling 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

I was in the right

Yes, absolutely in the right

I certainly was in the right

I was definitely in the right, geezer was cruising for a bruising

Why does anyone do anything?

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 couldn't get into number two

He was asking why it wasn't coming up on fader eleven

So after our yelling and screaming

I'm telling him why it wasn't coming on fader eleven