You Never Give Me Your Money / The End

You never give me your money
You only give me your funny papers
And in the middle of negotiations, you breakdown

I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
But in the middle of investigations, I breakdown

Outta college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money gone, nowhere to go
Monday morning, hit the sack
What the fuck? Y'all lickin' my crack
Yellow belly gone, nowhere to go
But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
And oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Nowhere to go, ah-yeah
Ah-yeah

Rock
Roll
Rock and roll
One sweet dream
Pick up the sack, get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true, today
Came true, today
Came true, today, yes, it did

Uh, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One for all

Oh, yeah, alright
Are you gonna be in my dreams, tonight?

Oh shit, oh shit
Oh shit, oh shit
Oh shit, oh shit
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no shit (oh shit, oh shit)

Skit, scat and a motherfuckin' skit-scat, fuckin' scats

And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make