James Taylor - Money Machine - Live 1976 Lyrics

Lyrics Money Machine - Live 1976 - James Taylor



When I was just a child (hey baby)
My life seemed oh, so simple
And the ways of the great world
Seemed strange and funny
Then when I was a young man
Babe I learned of that machine
Turns out all those bails of precious money
Money, money money, money, money
Money, money money, money, money, money
Now you can measure your manhood by it
You can get your little children to try it
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With the possible exception of the Pittsburgh disease
It takes a strong a hit from the money machine
Feelin' on top, on top of the goddamn world
Strong hit, baby from the money machine
Feelin' on top, on top of the world
Oh, General Motors and IBM
AFL-CIO and all the king's men
When I began the game
See me singing about fire and rain
Let me just say it again
I've seen fives and I've seen tens
It was strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of goddamn world
Strong hit baby from that money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, running from the money machine
Been living in the lap of luxury too long
Please, Mr. DJ, won't you play my song
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio
Come back home to me, help me spend my dough
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the goddam world
I need a strong hit, man, from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
From that money machine, ohh...
If I stand before you strung out on the money machine, babe
I say, I say, I say...
First long hit maybe (throw that money machine to me)
You do want money machine myself
I used to have myself some friends
But I sold them all
I used to have myself some fine integrity
But I cashed it all in for shomething
Oh money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
As far as I'm concerned if you're movin', don't mean no good
No, no, no, ooh, no I can't stop, can't stop, can't stop
I say bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye babe
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, babe
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, babe
Oh, no., no, no, no
I said goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Say it now for you, just send my prayers home
Send them home, y'all, thank them one and all
Baby literally slidin' around!
Oh thank you, thank you, oh, somebody
Alto reids
Throw 'em the black and golds
David Sambro, I know that sexy alto saxophone
Mr Clarence McDonald on all the keys
So long lonely little bible buddy
Oh!
So long my man
And on electric guitar, Mr. Daniel Cooks-Cocks, ma!
Oh, the foundation of everything
Eventually's gone
And last but not least, Mr. Russell Tomlin




James Taylor - Steel City Serenade (LIve 1976)
Album Steel City Serenade (LIve 1976)
date of release
15-03-2020




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