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.
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 of 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 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
- Roger Waters, Pink Floyd
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