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→ Johnny Marr - Easy Money


I used to want it all

And that's money money

That's money money

That's money money


Watching the windfall

And that's only money

That's money money

That's money money


That's no way to serve

No way to serve

No way to serve nobody

There's no benefit

There is no benefit

No way no benefit somebody

That's not any sense

No innocence

No way, no way, no sex, no win

That's no way to serve

That ain't no way, no sir


Working for it all

But it's money money

It's money money

It's money money


Watching the windfall

But it's only money

That's money money

That's money money


Used to walk the street

And it's money money

It's money money

It's money money


Catch the fantasy

Cause it's money money

That's money money

That's money money


No checks, no loan, no rent to pay

It's gone today

How to accumulate


There's not any sense

There is no innocence

There is money commerce no baby

It's all an expense

The way the pans are sent

The way the weather burned nobody

It's just all expense

No way the world accepts

There is no innocence, no baby

That's no way to hurt

That ain't no way, no sir


Catch a fantasy

Cause it's money money

That's money money

That's money money

Cash for a degree

And that's money money

That's money money

That's money money

Working for it all

But it's only money

That's money money

That's money money

Watching the windfall

Cause that's easy money

That's easy money

That's easy money


No spend, no sum, no lays, no claims

And there's no pain to play

No free fortunes, so let's just slave

No rainy day better come this way


Working for it all

But it's money money

That's money money

That's money money

Watching a human fall

And that's only money

That's easy money

That's easy money


C'mon come buy the tea

And it's money money

That's money money

That's money money

Catch a fantasy

'Cause it's money money

That's easy money

That's easy money

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