Testo di 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 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 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