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(Instrumental)money
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Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your 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 my stack. Money it's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi - 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 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 Return to Pink Floyd lyrics |
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