Gimme Cash

Some folks got paper bills
Stacked in their account
Others gathered ammunition
In liberal amount

And I am a no one
But the man won't let me be
Because this country is made up
By guys like me

There's no relief in sight
For the common man
Now we really need some paper
Before it hits the fan

It hasn't started flying back yet
But it could
It's gonna stick to all of those
Who are now up to no good

Now I ain't got no fancy names
That I could throw around
And my collateral has slept
With every Mexican in town

Just like my budget
I look more like my shoe string
I'd pawn her two cheeks if I could
Like I did my golden ring

So, gimme cash
Gimme cash, gimme cash

Gimme cash, gimme cash
Some folks around here
Might do something rash

I don't need the bank
For pennies that I stash
So don't delay, sonny
Gimme, gimme cash

This change is gonna last
Until the clash
Now quit stallin' and
Gimme, gimme cash



Credits
Writer(s): Ned Storm
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