Song Description
A rock 'anthem' on the influence of M-O-N-E-Y
Song Length |
3:30 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Rock - Progressive Rock |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Furious, Outraged |
Subject |
Protest, World |
Lyrics
Woke up this morning just to read what the papers say.
I read a story about girl who washed up the other day.
There was no money for fella so she went away.
Was she reported to the force? Well no one could say.
And when they asked the detectives why their hands are tied?
The answer came back: 'Money'.
I turned my TV on and look at a burning sky
The soldier stood back while ten people cried.
I tell me self it's not us but some other guys
But every explanation that you get is just a lie.
And when you ask at the desk why so many die?
The answer you're given: 'Money'.
You're think you're safe
You think you're all grown
All disconnected from the people you've wronged.
All the writers living now are looking out to see.
Exactly how the best things in life are still free.
You think it's bad?
Well you should see the other guy!
You couldn't tell me so you say I'm just the nervous type.
You made me think that I was simply giving up.
While all your buddies at the club, you just live it up.
And if we ever take a break and wonder why?
Survey says...
M-O-N-E-Y
You're think you're safe
You think you're long gone. All quarantined from the people you've harmed.
All the writers living now are waiting to see.
Exactly how the best things in life are still free.
Last night I dreamed I died and my soul up and flew away.
I passed the Pearly Gates and walked through clouds along the way.
I stood in line until St. Peter told me I could stay.
I was so happy I got down on my knees and began to pray.
And then they told me there was one thing left...
I have to pay?