Money

Pulled by the money, pulled by some love

Invisible forces from below and above

I sent you a poem, I asked what it means

It's the kinda language that you read in-between

What lives in a cycle? What gets renewed?

What starts to expire? What's feeling past due?

I tried to be honest, I am what I am

But if everything's changing, I'll do the best that I can

What are you spending?

How much are you saving?

How much money in the bank

Will it take until you're sleeping like a baby, baby?

I want the power to the people 'cept when the people get dumb

Are you some pinko socialist living under his thumb?

I want my money, want my freedom, want somebody in charge

I want somebody to blame when it all falls apart

What are you spending?

How much are you saving?

How much money in the bank

Will it take until you're sleeping like a baby, baby?

Are you listening to God like he's got something to say?

Were you leaving out the parts that only got in the way?

And you finish what you started, that's the rule you obey?

And there's nothing gonna stop you, gonna stop you, gonna stop destiny

What are you spending?

How much are you saving?

How much money in the bank

Will it take until you're sleeping like a baby, baby?

What are you spending?

How much are you saving?

How much money in the bank

Will it take until you're sleeping like a baby, baby?