Fever Songtext
von Dust Junkys

I got the fever
I′m a junkie for the cash
The more I make, the more I seem to splash
Fast like water through my grip
I couldn't stretch away just as far as I could spend
Never had time for morals or gallantry
Just pound for pound of which pocket my money′s in
I spend my days getting paid and laid
Can't fight the fever and don't want to be saved
You know what I mean?
I′m just an addict for the clean green

I get stiff when I hear a money spinner
I′m only a man if my money clip's bigger
Than the next man′s, that's the way it is
It ain′t worth a shit if you don't get to show it
You′ll always hear me 'cause my money is my mouth
I got a woman, but I love my bank account
Wouldn't kick the habit if I could
I′m just low down, dirty and no good


I got the fever, yeah
I got the fever
I got the fever, yeah
I got the fever

Don′t get me wrong, I don't work for no fix
Just a cool line of cash is how I get my kicks
Don′t ask for pennies in your pot
I'd rather hit a slot or a ten toe one shot
The best things in life are never free
But I know my dough always gets me what I need
I do what I do to make it last
I′d sell my mother for a buck and my brother for less than half

Fever, yeah
I got the fever
I got the fever, yeah
I got the fever


I got the fever, the fever like a doggie for the beaver
Sniff the clean green, I'm a pro money breeder
Straight on the break, it′s a rush from the highest stake
It's a mistake if you don't make
A fat slice of pie keeps me happy
But I′m ecstatic when the whole thing comes skid lap to me
Charity begins at the home
And I′ll hold on to that like a doggie with a bone

Yeah, hold on to that shit nice and tight, man
'Cause I, I, I, I...

I′ve got the fever, yeah
I've got the fever
I′ve got the fever, yeah
I got the fever