Letra de Money (1981 re-recording)
Money, get away. Get a good job with good 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 all right 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 setAnd 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 raise it's no surprise that they're Giving none away. "Huhuh! i was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "You 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, he couldn't get into number 2. he was asking Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after i was yelling and screaming And telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely. it came as a heavy Blow, but we sorted the matter out"