Below, you will find the lyrics for Money by Pink Floyd.
Verse 1
You get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money
Verse 1
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team
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 bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
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, away, away, away, away