Money Songtext
von Of Mice & Men

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay, and you′re okay
Money, 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


Money, get back
I'm all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
Don′t give me that do-goody-good bullshit
I′m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need Lear jet

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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
Away, away, away


Money