Cashing In

How do you do, I don't figure we've met My name is Ian, and I'm from Minor Threat You know I tell them, usually, to be at their best Catch me in town after every set (Yeah, yeah) We don't care We don't pose We'll steal your money We'll steal your shows I've got some money, and I'm feeling fine A couple of dollars, everything in time Well you know, I'm gonna be all right With the money I'm making off of YOU tonight (Sucker!) We don't care We don't pose We'll steal your money We'll steal your shows (You know something?) The trouble with money, is that I want more So let's, let's raise the price at the door How much tonight, three thousand or four? You know we'll make a million when we go on tour (Yeah, that's the way I've been thinking about it) We don't care We don't pose We'll steal your money We'll steal your shows (You know that's the way it is, man, it's dog-eat-dog, ha ha!) I'm taking a walk on the yellow brick road I only walk where the bricks are made of gold My mind and body are the only things I've sold I need a little money 'cause I'm getting old (Well, that's the way it goes, isn't it? Yeah!) We don't care We don't pose We'll steal your money We'll steal your shows Yeah, you don't care and we don't pose We'll steal your money, We'll steal your shows That's the way it is in this world... right? Ain't that right? Boy, you had us pegged all along... damn! There's no place like home There's no place like home There's no place like home So where am I? There's no place like home There's no place like home There's no place like home So where am I? There's no place like home There's no place like home There's no place like home So where am I? There's no place like home, right? There's no place like home So where am I? There's no place like home There's no place like home So where am I?