I Wish You Were [Not] Here… to make Money !

Mon­ey, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and youre okay.
Mon­ey, its 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.
Im all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Mon­ey, its a hit.
Dont give me that do goody good bull­shit.
Im in the high-fideli­ty first class trav­el­ing set
And I think I need a lear jet.

Mon­ey, its a crime.
Share it fair­ly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Mon­ey, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no sur­prise that theyre
Giv­ing none away.

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 does any­one do any­thing ?
I dont know, I was real­ly drunk at the time !
I was just telling him, he could­nt get into num­ber 2. he was ask­ing
Why he was­nt com­ing up on freely, after I was yelling and
Scream­ing and telling him why he was­nt com­ing up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sort­ed the mat­ter out

Source : Pink Floyd — Mon­ey (live-Pulse)


Auteur : Lafontanelle

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