Pink Floyd - Money Şarkı Sözleri | Anlamı, Hikayesi ve Analizi
Pink Floyd - Money Şarkı Sözleri Money, get away You get a good job with more pay and you're OK 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 alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack Money, it's a hit Ah, 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 Learjet 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 rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away Away, away, away Away, away, away Away, ooh "Ha-ha! I was in the right!" "Yes, absolutely in the right!" "I certainly was in the right!" "Yeah, I was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!" "Why does anyone do anything?" "Yeah!" ...