The Money

作词 : Sam Nicolosi

作曲 : Sam Nicolosi

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)

Feels like I need a little change of pace

Don’t you agree? (you agree)

I live on limited dime

But my favorite things are free (things are free)

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)

Breathe, eat, cry, sleep, love, ****, die, repeat

Breathe, eat, cry, sleep, love, ****, die, repeat

I’ve been where you are - so close but so far

No gas in the tank of my broken down car

As I stare at the stars on Hollywood Boulevard

Will the next check heal my broken heart?

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)

Feels like I need a little change of pace

Don’t you agree? (you agree)

I live on limited dime

But my favorite things are free (things are free)

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)

I’m pressurized, I’ve got diamonds in my eyes

I’ve got silver in my soul and a heart made of gold

What’s the point of taking pictures with people you don’t know

When your friend’s right there saying “hey, I got this love”

That’s what it’s about

Forget about the money, I don’t care about the clout

And when I turn the radio on I’m overwhelmed

By the dreams they’re selling me now

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)

Feels like I need a little change of pace

Don’t you agree? (you agree)

I live on limited dime

But my favorite things are free (things are free)

Feels like I work for the money

But the money doesn’t work for me (work for me)