I'm not in love with the clothes you wear or the smell of your perfume We run our fingers through your hair, once you leave the room The cash will flow when you're down to skin Name the price that counts you in Me, you, in god we trust - choose the bread or accept the crust Do it for money Spare us a song that speaks your mind or the sentiment of your soul We pay attention to be kind but spending gets so old So sing to us of dollar bills - make us rich, I know you will You, me, in god we trust - don't have to change but you need to adjust Do it for money And to keep you used to being used, we'll give you more for you to lose You, me, in god we trust - choose the bread or accept the crust Do it for money