Money - Pink Floyd

Title Money
Artist Pink Floyd

"SONG LYRICS"

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're ok

Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash

A 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 hi-fidelity first class traveling section
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 rise it's no surprise
That they're giving none away

Away
Away