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Money

Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay
and you're 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,
but keep your hands off my stack.
Money, it's a hit
But 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
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