Money Game Songtext
von Unkle Adams

Money game, money game, money game money game
Money game, money game, money game money game
Money game, money game, money game money game
Money game, money game, money game money game
Money game, money game, money game money game
Money game, money game, money game money game


This controls you, this money owns you
And to obtain it, there isn′t much that you won't do
It′s makin' people steal, It's makin′ people kill!
Someone might take your life for a couple dollar bills
Workin′ a job I hate, is no way to operate
While I got bills to pay a stack of them and half are late
How much can I tolerate? I think I'm about to break!
I went the honest way, still no money in my bank
It′s like I'm runnin′ loops, while they're drivin′ fancy coupes!
To get knowledge from a college
That their parents put them through
I'm not dissin' you, I just work for everything I have
It′s not the same if it was paid for by mom and dad
I show respect to people, comin′ from the lower ranks
You see determination when you look into my face
It isn't in my fate, to fail within this game
I′m workin' on a plan that′ll take my debt away

Money Game, money game, money game
I will not be a slave to this crooked money game
Money Game, money game, money game
I'm workin′ on a plan that'll take my debt away
Money Game, money game, money game
It's finally time to put my plan into play
Money Game, money game, money game
Believe me when I say that everything′s about to change


Sellin′ garbage to people to pay for boats and gazebos
You see, greed is the twisted cousin related to evil
The pharmaceutical industry medication and needles
It's all driven by money, even your chips and your Cheetos!
It′s the reason a person will sell the soul for a deal
It was traded to buy slaves to work in the fields
I came to spark a discussion, money's the cause of corruption
Environmental destruction, it makes me sick to my stomach
Think of your job, you do what they say, just like a puppet!
You work most of the years, so you can pack up your luggage
To get away for a couple days, down in the Bahamas
Then it′s back to the grindstone to make up the dollars!
We're payin′ interest on money hidden in digital screens
We're payin' money to grow money that we′ve never seen
So we′re rackin' up debt faster than cashin′ our cheques
And tryin' to tackle this mess with heads packed full of stress
Come on!

Money game, money game, money game
I will not be a slave to this crooked money game
Money game, money game, money game
I′m workin' on a plan that′ll take my debt away
Money game, money game, money game
It's finally time to put my plan into play
Money game, money game, money game
Believe me when I say that everything's about to change

Now let′s hop in a circus that′s full of products and service
Where fooling consumers is just another common occurrence
I see commercials on television with facts; that are false
A beach body is not developed from pills in a box
So if you're thinkin′ that cash will buy you all that you ask
You are mistaken, stores don't sell morals or class
You can′t purchase respect from any woman or man
Like you can purchase a stretched limo or catamaran
This whole theme is ironic this dude must be a comic
He's dissin′ money in a song that he's sellin' for profit
He′s hypocritical, isn′t he? Wait a minute, is he really, though?
At least this dude's original, I′m YouTubin' his videos