Money

Pink Floyd


(INTRO)

Money, Ya get away,
Ya get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
Money, It's a gas,
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star day-dream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, you get back.
I'm all right Jack, keep your hands off my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
But Don't give me that do goody-good bull-shit.
I'm in the high fidelity, first class traveling set and
I think I'll buy me 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 their giving none away, away, away.