Money Lyrics - David Gilmour

Money, get away 

Get a good job with more 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 bullshit 

I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling 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 

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"Huhuh! I was in the right! 

Yes, absolutely in the right 

I certainly was in the right 

You was definitely in the right 

That geezer was cruising for Abruising 

Yeah 

Why does anyone do anything 

I don't know, I was really drunk at the time 

I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2 

He was asking 

Why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and 

Screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely 

It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out" 

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