Song Length |
3:59 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Country - Americana |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Troubled, Troubled |
Subject |
Money, Capitalism |
Language |
English |
Era |
1970 - 1979 |
Lyrics
Money. Money. It surely makes the world go round.
When you've got it Lawd you're up. But when you don't you know you surely are down.
Money . Money. You know I can't get enough.
Well if you ain't got no money honey,
You know you're shit outta luck.
Money, money. It's every poor man's dream.
To be rollin' in the dough woa woa woa woa.
Rakin' in the green
Money, money. Do anything for a buck.
Well if ain't got no money honey,
You know your shit outta luck
Well, well, well, money money money. Nobody's satisfied.
Lawdy ain't it funny. That's all you got on your mind.
Money, money. It's the root of all evil.
And ain't it a shame ame ame ame ame. What it's done to some people.
Money, money. You know I can't get enough.
Well if you ain't got no money honey.
You know you're shit outta luck.