Pink Floyd - Money - (1981 version) lyrics

Money, get away Get a good job with good 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 Don't give me that do goody good bullsh** I'm in the high-fidelity first cla** traveling 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 raise it's no surprise that they're Giving none away, away, away