Lyrics

green

well fuck me, you look like a million dollars
i don?t know if i should spend or save
you tell me you love the suits and collars
tell me you love the rat race

maybe you?re thinking you?ll be remembered
or are you thinking you might be saved
from january to december from the cradle to the grave

green green green is the colour of your dreams
of your crimes and misdemeanours
you never think of having less
no, no, green is the colour of success

well excuse me but i just couldn?t help myself
when i saw that look of desire upon your face
simon says put your hand upon your heart
but i don?t think you can do it
idon?t think you can do it
and that?s the worst part

maybe you?re thinking you?ll be remembered
or are you thinking you might be saved
from january to december, from the cradle to the grave

green green green is the colour of your dreams
of your crimes and misdemeanours
you never think of having less
green is the colour of success

you may be right you may be wrong you may be right you may be wrong
you may be right and then you?re wrong you may be right and then you?re wrong
you will be right until you?re wrong you will be right until you?re wrong
you may be right but never wrong

green green green is the colour of your dreams
of your crimes and misdemeanours
you never think of having less
green is the colour of success



© J Jackson 2003