Have you seen the magazine

Where all the rich, the kings and queens,

Presidents of politics

And emperors of oh so clean.



Oh so clean.....oh so clean

Oh so clean.....oh so clean



Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.



The system loves the richest boy,

The richest sheiks of Arabie.

The system loves the richest girl.

A modern mind is climbing free.

The walls are clean, the body dry,

no memory can confuse her why

Because if I'm not there this way,

our crazyness is here to stay



Money, money, money, money, money - MONEY!

Money, money, money, money, money - MONEY!



Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money



Have you seen the shouts us down,

we overroll Manhattan town, we

Hold the uncle by the family,

fakers countin' Tokyo 'round me



Money, money, money, money, money - MONEY!



Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.

Song for money. Song for money.



The system loves the richest boy,

The richest girl is in the world.

They'll buy her life for everything

Her food, her clothes, her car, her dream

Freedom can't invest itself,

It's all a game for someone else.

One thing sure, it's real you see

When you got conspiracy.



Money grubs,

Money greeds,

Money chops,

Money speeds,

Money breaks,

Money burns.



Wait a minute! Wait a minute!



It's only money.

It's only money.

It's only money.

It's only money