Miracle Of Sound - Hard Cash 2015 lyrics

Smoke over the city's soul Pollutes our sons and daughters You can fall asleep on sheets of gold And wake up as a pauper We all get old We all slow down As the walls they close We fall we're drowning I need some breathing space I won't grow old with grace I need some breathing space I can't keep living straight... We ain't gonna linger and lie low When there's hard cash coming back No way I'll just sit here when I know That there's hard cash coming back Hard hard cash Don't want no easy money Money couldn't buy me happiness Just a prettier misery There's a price to pay For a life of luxury The air is thin The glare the smoke and The wear within It tears it's choking I need some breathing space I won't grow old with grace I need some breathing space I can't keep living straight... We ain't gonna linger and lie low When there's hard cash coming back No way I'll just sit here when I know That there's hard cash coming back Hard hard cash Don't want no easy money And now that we have all arrived My friends get in your cars and drive