Gov’t Mule - Money lyrics

Money, get away
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands
And make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team
Money, get back i'm all right Jack keep your
Hands off of my stack money, it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity first
Class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money, it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take
A slice of my pie money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But, if you ask for a raise
It's no surprise that they're
Giving none away
"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right that
Geezer was cruising for a bruising!"
"yeah!" "Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know
I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him
He couldn't get into number 2 he was asking
Why he wasn't coming up on freely
After I was yelling and
Screaming and telling him why he
Wasn't coming up on freely
It came as a heavy blow
But we sorted the matter out"