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von Luxuria
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Can you put a price upon every lingering breath?
Can you work it out and say what every minute′s worth?
Time is always money, you're such a very heavy spender
You′re squeaky clean, you're out of legal tender
Certainty, it's so sexy
You′re too close to draw
You could be eating sea-bird-eye-degocheese
You need someone to tell you when to stop
There′s only ever been one soft option, one blank cheque
One defect to take you up to the neck
You'll need more, I′ll get you some
See me okay with Rambo bubblegum
So much goes to Sally
So much goes to my Nicholas
You'll get back your money
When the sublime meets the ridiculous
The bewitchingly ridiculous
You put your money where your mouth is
Your balance is astounding
You′re in for every penny
You're in for every pound ninety
Look at you now, pound it pounding
Now you′re shilling
Out for any count, any killing
You listen to the hours of your fingers flip-flop
You need a franchise Yamaha solo pop
What's that funny smell?
Why aren't you out earning?
Give me a pittance for the holes in your pockets
They′re burning
I smell them burning
You put your money where your mouth is
You can talk ′til doomsday
You can't take it with you, son
The hours of your fingers tap on an empty urn
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
You put your money where your mouth is
You can talk ′til doomsday
You can't take it with you, son
The hours of your fingers tap on an empty urn
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
The real cost of living, it′s changing all the time
Don't set the clocks against me again
Hard luck, hard cash, but no hard feelings
I must dash, I hurt my feelings
I just can′t say exactly where
I just can't say exactly where
Can you work it out and say what every minute′s worth?
Time is always money, you're such a very heavy spender
You′re squeaky clean, you're out of legal tender
Certainty, it's so sexy
You′re too close to draw
You could be eating sea-bird-eye-degocheese
You need someone to tell you when to stop
There′s only ever been one soft option, one blank cheque
One defect to take you up to the neck
You'll need more, I′ll get you some
See me okay with Rambo bubblegum
So much goes to Sally
So much goes to my Nicholas
You'll get back your money
When the sublime meets the ridiculous
The bewitchingly ridiculous
You put your money where your mouth is
Your balance is astounding
You′re in for every penny
You're in for every pound ninety
Look at you now, pound it pounding
Now you′re shilling
Out for any count, any killing
You listen to the hours of your fingers flip-flop
You need a franchise Yamaha solo pop
What's that funny smell?
Why aren't you out earning?
Give me a pittance for the holes in your pockets
They′re burning
I smell them burning
You put your money where your mouth is
You can talk ′til doomsday
You can't take it with you, son
The hours of your fingers tap on an empty urn
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
This is what I mean by my money
You put your money where your mouth is
You can talk ′til doomsday
You can't take it with you, son
The hours of your fingers tap on an empty urn
Unless you let things take forever, they never get done
The real cost of living, it′s changing all the time
Don't set the clocks against me again
Hard luck, hard cash, but no hard feelings
I must dash, I hurt my feelings
I just can′t say exactly where
I just can't say exactly where
Writer(s): Howard Devoto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

