Money - The Coverbeats, n/a, Janie Bradford

Money

Get away

You get a good job with good 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 teamMoney

Well, 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

I think I need a Lear jetMoney

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 a bruising!»

«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 2. 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»