Money Isn't Everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
You can keep on talking, missus, I don't keep on listening
Dancing is to walking, darling, I'm that shit to this damn thing
Fucking good shoob and a bucket of the hooch
Duck from all the hood shit and you'll be fucking good
Got so high that my breathing went from auto to manual
Look around and all these faces are staring all back at you
Rings of people run in orbit charging into interplanet
Singing like you sing when I am just an a imaginary
Just an a imaginary
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
You can keep on talking because I don't keep on listening
You'll need to use caution or there's a risk that I will piss myself
Tuck it in and shrug, fuck it in the sock
Looking out for people who might want to have my grub
Eager children and fools go, sequins glitter like fools' gold
Seeing figures as the mist rolls in the heaving
Feeling shivers in the cool glow
With the moonlight coming down from the truss
Lured by shimmer and blang, offering passing nods and fuss
With a fuck it and a shrug
Tuck it in the sock
Looking out for love
Looking out for people
Who might want to have my sons
Run a rhythm at the speed of sound
When the fun is missing their crowd
Rumbling trains that always
Want to come off the rails
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
Money isn't everything
