Nobody move and nobody gets paid What have you done with all the money you made? They said "Sell! Sell!" but there's nothing to buy When mom and dad dream they see apple pie They yell "Eat! Eat!" but the taste has gone bad Now the ponytail police Counts all the money that we once had It's nothing personal 'cause nothing's personal It's nothing personal 'cause nothing's personal Nobody talk and nobody gets heard 'cause money talks without saying a word They say "Hey! Hey! What else can we k**? And where should we send the hospital bill?" They say "Oh, no! There's no way we can die!" But for all the money in the world There are just some things you just can't buy It's nothing personal 'cause nothing's personal It's nothing personal 'cause nothing's personal But if everyone's singing out And everyone's dancing now There's no reason for standing around 'cause we're dead when we're lying down If everyone's singing out And everyone's dancing now There's no reason for standing around 'cause we're dead when we're lying down But if everyone's singing out And everyone's dancing now There's no reason for standing around 'cause we're dead when we're lying down