Money

You pick a dream,
add hope and
divide it by chance
Take what is left,
then multiply the number of doubts
Simple math
to calculate
your desires
Have you got
what it takes
to slip through the grapevine?

Money
I don't
really buy it baby
I feel
like it's all paper dreams
All that
money
We can't
seem to get enough of it
to buy
things we don't really need (Oh yeah)

You're talking
Big, bigger, the biggest figure, lager than life
I'm thinking wealth in the form of a peaceful mind
You're talking money, legit, a 7-digit, pay check each time
But have you got what it takes to slip through the grapevine?

Money
I don't
really buy it baby
I feel
like it's all paper dreams
All that
money
We can't
seem to get enough of it
to buy
things we don't really need (Oh yeah)

(Ooh yeah)
Money
I don't
really buy it baby
I feel
like it's all paper dreams
All that
money
We can't
seem to get enough of it
to buy
things we don't really need (Oh yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): James Eliot, Jasper Erkens
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