Money

 The money we had and money we spent

The money, the money anyway

The money had come, and money did go

And the funny thing was on with the show

Oh on with the show, while the money does last

When the money gets thin, the money shall blast

Away all your hopes and your dreams in the clay

Oh the money did come and it went away

I am reaching for money, I am reaching for hope and glory

I am reaching in the pot of honey, at the end of the rainbow

Oh the money did come and the money did go

And the money never lasted so on with the show

And some people put the money above all

And some people reach and others they fall

Money, money, money and the castles of sand

That fall to the shore when the waves crash and land

Money is a bitch and money is a beach, 

And money is funny and so out of reach

Money comes and goes, just like the passing ships

Money is rich, money it skips

Money it plays, plays down the land

It plays in the rich, the rich fat hand

It falls from the sky, like manna of gold

It falls like the sunlight falls in the folds

Somethings it stays on, and somewhere it goes

Money it comes and money it goes

I want to be an artist and paint its portrait

I don't know if it'd be an ugly man of hate

It don't know if it'd be an innocent child

Who knows not what it does to the world and the wild

Money it should be put behind bars

It should be banned, like speeding cars

But money it will live on, long after I die

Money it comes, falls out of the sky

Some are rich and some are poor

And some want to fly and some want no more

Some have enough, and some don't have any

And some count on love, while others count the pennies