Money

Money stole my lady

Fools have a way of making me lazy

Money buy you freedom

Rules have a way of making me crazy

So we grow a little older

With another tale to tell

So we grow a little colder

With another tale to tell

Money make you feel unhappy

Fools have a way of making me crazy

So we grow a little older

With another tale to tell

So we grow a little colder

With another tale to tell