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