[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Money, get back
I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stack
Money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do-goody-good bullshit

High-fidelity first class travelling set
I think I need a Lear jet

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
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
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