Money Loves You

Here inside the city walls
Of galway, I am taking calls
The hallway’s full of other men
Who want to sign me and my friends
I used to worry much too much
About the price of butterscotch
Now I find that I can slouch
Into anybody’s mouth
The men who judge these competitions
Ring to offer us positions
Blindfolded and on our backs
With a choice of railway tracks
Money talks and it says «What would you like?»
Money kisses you and asks «Are you alright?»
Money never denies you it’s love
Money loves you
I’ts the evening before mu overnight success
I’m rathr tired of this dress
Wer renouncing poverty in favour of pelf
It’s time to talk about unspeakable wealth
The revolution?, The revolution can go fuck
I had a lucky bullet but it never brought me luck
Money loves you
When your mothers music makes more noise
And the astronauts wish they were boys
And the Russians won’t play chess these days
And the Times prints 'what-a-mess' cliches
And deeply unattractive men
Are moving through you house again
As the lion tamers only son
Now rides in on a camel
He is sick of lions and has run
Away to join your family…
Money loves you