Money - Live At Pompeii 2016

Lyrics for Money - Live At Pompeii 2016

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 travelling set And I think I need a lear jet 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 raise, it's no surprise that they're Giving none away "Huhuh! I was in the right! Yes, absolutely in the right I certainly was in the right You was definitely in the right That geezer was cruising for Abruising Yeah Why does anyone do anything I don't know, I was really drunk at the time I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number He was asking Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and Screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"