Alan Parsons - Money lyrics

[Coin Intro] [Verse 1: David Gilmour] 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 [Verse 2: David Gilmour] 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 [Solo] [Verse 3: David Gilmour] 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 rise It's no surprise that they're giving none away Away away away Away away away [Interview excerpts] - Yeah -- (chuckles) -- I was in the right! - Yes, absolutely in the right! - I certainly was in the right! - Yeah, I was definitely in the right That geezer was cruising for a bruising! - Yeah! - Why does anyone do anything? - I don't know, I was really drunk at the time! - I was just telling him it was in, he could get it in Number Two. He was asking why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven. After, I was yelling and screaming and telling him why it wasn't coming up on freight eleven. It came to a heavy blow, which sorted the matter out