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Roger Waters
Pink Floyd


Money

Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you’re okay.
Money, it’s a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I’m all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it’s a hit.
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit.
I’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it’s a crime.
Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it’s no surprise that they’re
giving none away.

“HuHuh! I was in the right!”
“Yes, absolutely in the right!”
“I certainly was in the right!”
“You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
bruising!”
“Yeah!”
“Why does anyone do anything?”
“I don’t know, I was really drunk at the time!”
“I was just telling him, he couldn’t get into number 2. He was asking
why he wasn’t coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn’t coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out”

Dinero

Dinero, aléjate
Consigue un ejemplo con más paga y tu “O.K.”
El dinero es un gas
Agarra ese dinero con ambas manos y haz una fortuna
Coche nuevo, caviar, ensueño de cuarto estrellas
Creo que me voy a comprar un equipo de fútbol

Dinero, vuelve
Estoy bien, Jack, quita tus manos de mi mentón
El dinero es un acierto
No me des esa mierda disfrazada de caridad
Estoy, en el equipo móvil de alta fidelidad de primera clase
Y creo que necesito un jet Lear

El dinero es un crimen
Compartidlo justamente pero no tomen ni una rebanada de mi pastel
El dinero, según dicen
Es la raíz, de todo el mal de hoy
Pero si pides un aumento no es ninguna sorpresa que no te lo concedan

Roger Waters

Pink Floyd

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