Lyrics Money (Live at Knebworth, 1990) - Pink Floyd

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 team
Money
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 jet
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
But if you ask for a raise
It's no surprise that
They′re giving none away
Away
Away
Away
Away
Away
Away