Money Songtext
von Sam Weber

All of my friends gotta turn the page
Give up the the dream and learn to act their age
Live their lives to see their wives and kids
So strange old ghosts like me don′t get a glimpse

Since they left my whole lens went fuzzy
Use to make time now we just make money


Used to write songs, now we just write cheques
Used to look inside, to figure out what's next
Used to feel strong now I just feel slow
Used to belong to someone long ago

But now she′s gone my whole lens is fuzzy
Used to make love now we just make money

When all of your ideals grow too distant
Old confidants will feel inconsistent
The answer is a lesson you forgot
Love is not a thing that can be bought


What's right is wrong, the whole world's gone funny
Since she′s gone my whole lens is fuzzy
Now you′re gone my whole lens is fuzzy
Used to make time now we just make money