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« Money »
Pink Floyd

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you’re OK
Money, it’s a gas
Grab that catch with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star dreaming
Think I’ll buy 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 ma 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