Money, get away

Get a good job with more pay

And your O. K.



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 my stack



Money, it's a hit

Don't give me that

Do goody good bullshit



I'm in the hi-fidelity

First class traveling set

And I think I need a Lear jet



(Sax and guitar solos)



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...



"Hu Huh! I was in the right!"

"Yes, absolutely in the right!"

"I certainly was in the right!"

"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!"

"Yeah!"

"Why does anyone do anything?"

"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"

"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking

Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and

Screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.

It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"