Pink Floyd - Money lyrics

Money, get away.<br>Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.<br>Money, it's a gas.<br>Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.<br>New car, caviar, four star daydream,<br>Think I'll buy me a football team.<br><br>Money, get back.<br>I'm all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.<br>Money, it's a hit.<br>Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.<br>I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set<br>And I think I need a lear jet.<br><br>Money, it's a crime.<br>Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.<br>Money, so they say<br>Is the root of all evil today.<br>But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're<br>Giving none away.<br><br>Huhuh! I was in the right!<br>Yes, absolutely in the right!<br>I certainly was in the right!<br>You was definitely in the right. that geezer was cruising for a<br>Bruising!<br>Yeah!<br>Why does anyone do anything? <br>I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!<br>I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. he was asking<br>Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and<br>Screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.<br>It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out