Money

Well, It’s good to be cashed up
Now and then
But there are times when I think
I was happier when
I was so broke, but I didn’t care
We used to joke about goin' nowhere
I could survive
On a string
It can be a curse
Can bring out your worst
I said, «Money won’t make you happy
But it sure don’t make you sad»
Ah no, no, no
Too many people 'round here
Think they’ve got it made
Overfed, overrated and overpaid
Behaving like slaves to their own greed
Obsessed by materials that they don’t need
I used to survive
On a string
It can be a curse
Can bring out your worst
Well, I said, «Money won’t make you happy
But it sure don’t make you sad»
Ah no, no, no
Will somebody play a solo here?
Don’t make you sad
Ah no, no, no
I got a nice surprise
In the post the other day
To help me with some dues
I had to pay
With that Yuletide season comin' up soon
Got me singin' in a happier tune
I’m singin' «White Christmas»
Right along with Bing
Well, It can be a curse
Can bring out your worst
Well, I said, «Money won’t make you happy
But it sure don’t make you sad»
No, no
Won’t make you sad
No, no no
Won’t make you sad
Ah no, no, no
Don’t make you sad
Ah no, no, no
Don’t make you sad
Ah no, no, no
Ooh
Ooh
No, no, no