Get the Money

Hey lucky people, North and South This is your leader, I'm called "the mouth" We're gonna play a game that's funny Get the, get the, get the money Money, money, money, money, money Money, money Walking on the beach, all disenchanted Blackness in my heart Anything they want now, they can't stop me, energy goes dead. Riviera buildings, high, depressing Look like cookie boxes In my heart a huricane is blowing In my head a clock ticks. Tic-tack Get the money, Mr. Potato Get the money, pay the Eskimo Money, money, money, money, money ABC Schoolboys, schoolgirls, don't make funny Take a deep breath, get the money Money, money, money, money, money A lot of neigbourhood, oncrete and windows Uphere on the mountain I wonder if somebody sees me walking I could hide in that fountain. Pretty little girl, I like to know her, coming this way Back in school, I can't believe that I could not obey Get the money, Mr. Potato Get the money, pay the Eskimo Money, money, money, money, money Crawl on your belly, bust your skull There's the money, real as hell William Tell Money, money, money, money, money Money, money I met an actor, river speed boat He made crabby movies Robin Maxwell had a yacht But it didn't die so groovy Me, I confess, I like to swim and watch the telly, my news I've been hanging 'round the beach But the money pays my kwanos Get the money, Mr. Potato Get the money, pay the Eskimo Money, money, money, money, money, It's kind of like a fortress, it's kind of like a tomb Sitting with your money in a near dark room Feels like a discharge, feels like a death Feels like a taste of dying breath Feels like a toed, feels like a frog Feels like a serpent, all night long