Hey lucky people, North and South
This is your leader, I'm called the mouth
We're gonna play a game that's funny
Get the, get the, get the money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money
Walking on the beach, all disenchanted
Blackness in my heart
Anything they want now, they can't stop me,energy goes dead
Riviera buildings, high, depressing
Look like cookie boxes
In my heart a huricane is blowing
In my head a clock ticks
Tic-tack
Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money
ABC
Schoolboys, schoolgirls, don't make funny
Take a deep breath, get the money
Money, money, money, money, money
A lot of neigbourhood, oncrete and windows
Uphere on the mountain
I wonder if somebody sees me walking
I could hide in that fountain
Pretty little girl, I like to know her, coming this way
Back in school, I can't believe that I could not obey
Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money
Crawl on your belly, bust your skull
There's the money, real as hell
William Tell
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money
I met an actor, river speed boat
He made crabby movies
Robin Maxwell had a yacht
But it didn't die so groovy
Me, I confess, I like to swim and
Watch the telly,my news
I've been hanging 'round the beach
But the money pays my kwanos
Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money
It's kind of like a fortress, it's kind of like a tomb
Sitting with your money in a near dark room
Feels like a discharge, feels like a death
Feels like a taste of dying breath
Feels like a toad, feels like a frog
Feels like a serpent, all night long
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