Suck Up All the Money

My friends have been captured by a ghost
She's a bad, bad host

Ina spooky hotel on their honeymoon
In separate rooms

They are the peeps that I'm with the most
Like butter on toast

I gotta save them from those spectral goons
Before they -- Ooo! What's that??

Shiny distraction
Green colored attraction
Suck up all the money
Suck up all the money

All the gold I'll consume
With my rat-packed vacuum
Suck up all the money
Suck up all the money

Who, what, where, when, why friends
I think I'd rather try and
Suck up all the money
Suck up all the money

Their portraits wont distract me
I'll be richer than gatsby
Suck up all the money
Suck up all the money



Credits
Writer(s): David Torrey
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