Money Lyrics

Mary Fahl Money

Money, get away*
Get a good job with more pay and you're1 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.2
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