Jesca Hoop - Money lyrics

Money, money makes the world go round

Money, money make you change your sound

If the price is right

If the price is right

If you want paper

If you want gold and silver

Learn now, not later

People pay for what's familiar

No need to know yourself too well

You can trade in that saga you tell

For the song you know will sell

If you want cheddar

If you want smoke and roll better

Take off your sweater

To earn your varsity letter

It's a virgin feast for all

See how gracefully they fall

Into the mirrors on the wall

'Cos if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long

Money, money makes the world go round

Money, money make you change your sound

If the price is right

You forfits your style without a fight

Who will be your beacon?

The dark of night should have been truly bright

Where'd we go?

The freaks on the fringe

When the edges are all rounded out

We just dangle out in space

You can call us when you need to find out

What the real stars are all about

Time has turned and the scenery has changed

And all the books have burned but the lyrics remain

Let the motherfucker burn, let's change the refrain

Nobody needs history, repeat tin' tin' tin' tin'

Money, money makes the world go round

Money, money make you change your sound

If the price is right

If the price is right

If you want skrilla

If you're a cheddar gorilla

Stack up your bills as

You sign away your free will

There's no need to represent

The truth of self has now been spent

Moving from mortgage out of rent

'Cos if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long

Money, money makes the world go round

Money, money make you change your sound

If the price is right

You forfits your style without a fight

Who will be your beacon?

The dark of night should have been truly bright