[Verse]
Bm7
Money, get away.
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.


[Chorus]
F#m7
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Em                          Bm7
Think I'll buy me a football team.


[Verse]
Bm7
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.


[Chorus]
           F#m7                                 Em
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
                         Bm7
And I think I need a Lear jet.


[Verse]
Bm7
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.


[Chorus]
F#m7                                  Em
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
             Bm
giving none away.


[Vocal ad lib simile with background conversation effects]
Bm
"Huhuh! 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 doesn't 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"
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