Lyrics

Things, things, things,
It?s things that I adore
Things, things, things
Poverty?s such a bore
One simply cannot do with less
When lot?s of stuff implies success
Things, things, things
All I ever want is more

Say, how much did you pay
For that bobble I see in your hand
No way that something worth nothing
Could ever appear so grand
Oh the price tags on life?s treasures
Are the means to take measures
To ensure life is more than just hourglass sand

I need things, things, things
They give me such a thrill
Things, things, things
Who cares about the bill
It only takes a bit of greed
Then I have more than I need
Things, things, things
I never get my fill
Things, things, things
I never get my fill
Oh no, I don?t
Because I need
More things