Money

You got it all wrong
You been here too long
You been slowly moving back and forth
Since the day that you were born

So turn your lights on
It's getting dark
From all the smoke you blew
When you were too
Young to leave a mark

But you're old now
Yeah, you're all grown up
We're like strangers sitting in the dark
Thinkin' about how good it was

To be
Back in the good old days
Back in the good old days

Money
You got a problem
Oh, it's a drug, it's a drug
It's a horrible drug
Money, you're telling me I'm the problem
When all you do is bring me back to you
You

It's got down to this
I'm not down with this
I heard a story once
About a lean green killing machine
Who'd like to pick my bones clean

But I'm a realist
Just tellin' you in case you missed it
Soon I'll be long gone
But I won't be gone for long

Money
You got a problem
Oh, it's a drug, it's a drug
It's a horrible drug
Money, you're telling me I'm the problem
When all you do is bring me back to you
You

All I ever wanted was to be free
All I ever wanted was to be me
All I ever asked for was some peace
All you ever gave me was greed

All I ever wanted was to be free
All I ever wanted was to be me
All I ever asked for was some peace
All you ever gave me was greed

It's all over now
Yeah, you're all grown up
Now you're just a stranger in the dark
Thinkin' about how good it was

Money
You got a problem
Oh, it's a drug, it's a drug
It's a horrible drug
Money, you're telling me I'm the problem
When all you do is bring me back to
Money
You got a problem
Oh, it's a drug, it's a drug
It's a horrible drug
Money, you're telling me I'm the problem
When all you do is bring me back to you
You



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Greyling
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