Money
Get away
You get a good job with good pay and you're okay
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
Well, get back
I'm all right Jack
Keep your hands off of my stack
It's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling section
I think I need a Lear jet
It's a crime
Share it fair
But don't take a slice of my pie
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