paroles de chanson Money - Live at Wembley 1974 - 2023 Master - Pink Floyd

Money, get away
You get a good job with more 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 alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's a hit
Ah, don't give me that do-goody-good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
And 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 rise, it's no surprise
That they're giving none away

Away, away, away
Away, away, away
Away, ooh

- Yeah (chuckles) I was in the right
- Yes, absolutely in the right
- I certainly was in the right!
- Yeah, I was definitely in the right
That geezer was cruising for a bruising
- Yeah
- Why does anyone do anything?
- I don't know