Pinwheel of Death

Liza Minnelli


SONGS

Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1965

Lyrics ALL I NEED IS ONE GOOD BREAK,
JUST ONE GOOD BREAK,
THEN MISTER,
WATCH MY SPEED.
ONE SUBSTANTIAL BREAK
IS ALL I NEED.
ONE SUBSTANTIAL BREAK
IS ALL I NEED,
TO MAKE THEM ALL STAND UP
AND CHEER.
I COULD SET THIS TOWN
RIGHT ON ITS EAR.
GIMME, GIMME A CHANCE,
I DON'T WANT ANY HANDOUT
GIMME, GIMME A BOOST,
'CAUSE I GOT IT
ALL PLANNED OUT.
GIMME, GIMME A LIFT,
AND I'LL BET
THEY'LL STAND
OUTSIDE MY DOOR,
ALL BEGGING FOR A CHANCE
TO GET AN EXCLUSIVE.
ALL I NEED IS ONE GOOD BREAK,
JUST ONE
TO MAKE A SPLASH
THEY WON'T FORGET
HEY! NEW YORK!
I'M GONNA GET YOU YET!
GIMME,
GIMME A CHANCE,
AND I'M OFF
TO THE BIG TIME
GIMME,
GIMME A BOOST,
AND I'LL MAKE IT
IN JIG TIME.
GIMME,
GIMME A LIFT,
AND I'LL WAGER A FIG
TIME MAGAZINE
WILL ASK FOR ME
TO BE THE FACE
ON THE COVER.
ALL I NEED IS ONE GOOD BREAK,
JUST ONE GOOD BREAK,
THEN MISTER,
WATCH MY SPEED
ONE SUBSTANTIAL BREAK
IS ALL I NEED.
GIMME,
GIMME A CHANCE,
AND I KNOW
I CAN DO IT
GIMME,
GIMME A BOOST,
AND I'M GONNA
SEE TO IT.
GIMME,
GIMME A LIFT,
AND I'LL BUY ME
SOME NEW ITALIAN CLOTHES,
AND STRIKE A FANCY POSE
AND ELEVATE MY NOSE
AND MOM AND DAD
WOULDN'T KNOW ME.
ALL I NEED IS ONE GOOD BREAK,
JUST ONE GOOD BREAK,
THEN MISTER,
WATCH MY SPEED,
ONE SUBSTANTIAL BREAK
IS ALL I NEED.
ONE SUBSTANTIAL BREAK
IS ALL I NEED.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Family

Recorded 1984

Lyrics I HATE UNCLE FAUSTO.
GOD, ME TOO.
I HATE GROWING OLDER.
BOY, AM I WITH YOU.
SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE
A PROFESSOR TO SEE
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!
I HATE DOING DISHES.
ALL THAT GREASE.
I HATE MRS. CARLUCCI.
MAY SHE REST IN PEACE.
THERE'S MORE
THAN A FEW THINGS
ON WHICH WE AGREE.
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!

FOR NINE MONTHS,
I CARRIED YOU
UNDER MY HEART.
FOR NINE MONTHS,
SELDOM
IF EVER APART.

NO WONDER!

I CAN BE ANNOYING,
SCREAM AND FIGHT.
SOMETIME'S
I'M NO LADY.
YEAH,
YOU GOT THAT RIGHT!
SO THE SAYING IS TRUE,
LOOK-A YOU,
LOOK-A ME.
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!

ME, I LIKE TO STROKE
SOME BIG GUY'S CHEST.
SPECIALLY ITALIANS.
HONEY, THEY'RE THE BEST!
YOU DON'T NEED A SHEEPSKIN FROM HARVARD
TO SEE
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!
ME, I LIKE A GUY
WHO'LL SCRATCH MY BACK.
TRY A LITTLE LOWER.
lower voice:
SCRATCH MY BACK!
IT'S SWEET
WHEN A MOTHER A
ND DAUGHTER AGREE
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!

FOR NINE MONTHS,
AT LEAST I WAS NEVER IGNORED.
FOR NINE MONTHS,
I GAVE YOU FREE ROOM AND BOARD.

YOU'RE TOPS, MA!

I KNOW I SHOULDN'T SAY THIS.
BE MY GUEST.
WE'RE NOT SO VERY DIFFERENT.
NOW I'M REAL DEPRESSED!
WELL, YOU OPEN A TEA BAG,
THERE'S GONNA BE TEA.
YOU OPEN A PEA-POD
AND GUESS WHAT,
A PEA!
THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL
VERY FAR FROM THE TREE!
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Standard, Pop, Movie Song

Recorded 1966

Lyrics WHAT GOOD IS SITTING
ALONE IN YOUR ROOM?
COME HEAR THE MUSIC PLAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
COME TO THE CABARET.
PUT DOWN THE KNITTING,
THE BOOK AND THE BROOM,
TIME FOR A HOLIDAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
COME TO THE CABARET.

COME TASTE THE WINE,
COME HEAR THE BAND.
COME BLOW A HORN,
START CELEBRATING:
RIGHT THIS WAY,
YOUR TABLE'S WAITING.

NO USE PERMITTING
SOME PROPHET OF DOOM
TO WIPE EVERY SMILE
AWAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
COME TO THE CABARET!

I USED TO HAVE A GIRLFRIEND
KNOWN AS ELSIE,
WITH WHOM I SHARED
FOUR SORDID ROOMS
IN CHELSEA.
SHE WASN'T WHAT
YOU'D CALL
A BLUSHING FLOWER.
AS A MATTER OF FACT
SHE RENTED
BY THE HOUR.
THE DAY SHE DIED
THE NEIGHBORS
CAME TO SNICKER:
WELL,
THAT'S WHAT COMES
OF TOO MUCH
PILLS AND LIQUOR.
BUT WHEN I SAW HER
LAID OUT
LIKE A QUEEN,
SHE WAS
THE HAPPIEST CORPSE
I'D EVER SEEN.
I THINK OF ELSIE
TO THIS VERY DAY.
I REMEMBER HOW
SHE'D TURN TO ME
AND SAY:

WHAT GOOD
IS SITTING ALONE
IN YOUR ROOM?
COME HEAR
HE MUSIC PLAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
COME TO THE CABARET.
PUT DOWN THE KNITTING,
THE BOOK
AND THE BROOM,
TIME FOR A HOLIDAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
COME TO THE CABARET.

AND AS FOR ME,
AS FOR ME,
I MADE MY MIND UP
BACK IN CHELSEA,
WHEN I GO
I'M GOING
LIKE ELSIE.

START BY ADMITTING,
FROM CRADLE TO TOMB
ISN'T THAT LONG A STAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
ONLY A CABARET,
OLD CHUM,
AND I LOVE
A CABARET.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1984

Lyrics I WAS SITTING
ON A SAND DUNE
IN SANTA CRUZ
OR MONTEREY.
WELL, ANYWAY,
I COULD FEEL
THE TRICKLE ON MY CHEEK
OF OCEAN SPRAY,
A PERFECT DAY.
WELL, ANYWAY,
I REMEMBER
THAT I TURNED TO SAM
AND SAID...
OR WAS IT FRED?...
WELL, ANYWAY,
I SHOULD BE UP
AND YET I'M DOWN
INSTEAD.
SOMETHING'S MISSING,
SAM
SOMETHING'S MISSING
FRED.
SOMETHING'S MISSING
HERE.

WHERE ARE MY COLORED LIGHTS?
BEATS AND BLEACHERS
AND COLORED LIGHTS?
PASSING SMILES,
'ROUND AND 'ROUND
THUMPING OOM-PAH-PAH
ORGAN SOUND.
NOISY BOYS,
LONG AND LEAN.
GIGGLES OF GIRLS
IN THE MEZZANINE.
FILTERED THROUGH
COLORED LIGHTS,
GOLD
AND AMBER
AND GREEN.

I WAS SAILING
OUT OF LONG BEACH
ON A CATAMARAN
OR FISHING SCOW.
WELL, ANYHOW,
I WAS LEANING,
CHEWING CASHEWS
OFF THE STARBOARD BOW.
THAT SUNSET:
WOW!
WELL, ANYHOW,

I REMEMBER TELLING JOEY,
GOD, YOU'RE SWEET!
OR WAS IT PETE?...
WELL, ANYHOW,
I WONDER WHY
I FEEL SO INCOMPLETE.
SOMETHING'S MISSING,
JOE
SOMETHING'S MISSING,
PETE.
SOMETHING'S MISSING
HERE...

WHERE ARE MY COLORED LIGHTS?
BEATS AND BLEACHERS
AND COLORED LIGHTS?
PASSING SMILES,
'ROUND AND 'ROUND
THUMPING OOM-PAH PAH
ORGAN SOUND.
NOISY BOYS,
LONG AND LEAN,
GIGGLES OF GIRLS
IN THE MEZZANINE.
FILTERED THROUGH
COLORED LIGHTS,
GOLD
AND AMBER
AND GREEN.

AND I TRIED TO FIND THE ANSWER
IN THE FRIENDS I MADE,
OR BEDS I'D SHARE,
WELL, ANYWHERE.
BUT WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S MUSIC
RINGING IN MY EAR
I COULDN'T SING,
WELL, ANYTHING.
AND I THOUGHT
IF I COULD JUST BE
TWELVE AGAIN,
OR WAS IT TEN?...
WELL, ANYWAY,
IT SEEMS TO ME
I KNEW THE SECRET THEN.
IT'S SO SIMPLE:
TWELVE.
IT'S SO SIMPLE:
TEN.
IT WAS SIMPLE
THERE.

PASSING SMILES,
'ROUND AND 'ROUND
THUMPING OOM-PAH-PAH
ORGAN SOUND.
NOISY BOYS,
LONG AND LEAN.
GIGGLES OF GIRLS
IN THE MEZZANINE
FILTERED THROUGH
COLORED LIGHTS,
RED
AND ORANGE
AND GOLD
AND AMBER
AND PINK
AND YELLOW
AND GREEN.

LEAVING HOME YEARS AGO,
WHAT WAS I LOOKING FOR?
I DON'T KNOW.
I CAN'T RECALL WELL,
ANYWAY.

SOON I'LL HAVE MY DAYS
AND NIGHTS OF
WONDERFUL,
GLIMMERING,
BEAUTIFUL,
SHIMMERING
COLORED LIGHTS!
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Pop, Ballad

Recorded 1999

Lyrics IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU
THERE WOULDN'T BE ME.
I THANK YOU.
YOU TAUGHT ME TO BE
THE BEST I COULD BE.
I THANK YOU.
THERE WASN'T A DAY
WE SPENT TOGETHER
THAT YOU DIDN'T MAKE ME SMILE.
YOU GAVE ME MY STRENGTH,
YOU GAVE ME MY HOPE,
YOU GAVE ME MY STYLE.
SO ISN'T IT TIME
I STOPPED AND I SAID
I THANK YOU.
FOR ALL OF THE DREAMS
INSIDE OF MY HEAD,
I THANK YOU.
THANK YOU!
THIS WORLD
IS A WONDERFUL PLACE,
THIS WORLD
YOU TAUGHT ME TO SEE.
SO BLESSINGS
DEAR FRIEND,
IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU
THERE WOULDN'T BE ME.

THIS WORLD
IS A MAGICAL PLACE,
THIS WORLD
YOU OPENED FOR ME.
SO BLESSINGS
DEAR FRIEND,
IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU
THERE WOULDN'T BE ME.
TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

Writers Buddy DeSylva, George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin

Genres Standard

Recorded 1967

Lyrics IT'S MADNESS
TO BE ALWAYS SITTING AROUND
IN SADNESS,
WHEN YOU COULD BE LEARNING
THE STEPS OF GLADNESS,
YOU'LL BE HAPPY
WHEN YOU CAN DO
JUST SIX OR SEVEN!
BEGIN TODAY,
YOU'LL FIND IT NICE,
THE QUICKEST WAY
TO PARADISE.
WHEN YOU PRACTICE,
HERE'S THE THING TO DO -
SIMPLY SAY AS YOU GO:

I'LL BUILD A STAIRWAY TO PARADISE,
WITH A NEW STEP EV'RY DAY.
I'M GONNA GET THERE AT ANY PRICE,
STAND ASIDE I'M ON MY WAY!

I GOT THE BLUES
AND UP ABOVE
IT'S SO FAIR
SHOES,
GO ON
AND CARRY ME THERE!

I'LL BUILD A STAIRWAY TO PARADISE,
WITH A NEW STEP EV'RY DAY.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1964

Lyrics I'M ONE OF THE SMART ONES.
I GOT IT ALL FIGURED.
YOU WON'T FIND ME
IN ONE OF
THOSE BROKEN DOWN FLATS,
COMMANDING AN ARMY
OF BRATS,
NOT ME.
YOU WON'T CATCH ME
BENT OVER
AND READY TO SCRUB
SOME GRIMY OLD RING
IN A TUB,
NOT ME.
GOT IT FIGURED,
GOT IT PLANNED.
NOW'S MY FUTURE?
GRAND!
YOU WON'T SEE ME
WHENEVER THE DINNER
IS THROUGH,
WITH MOUNTAINS OF DISHES
TO DO,
NOT ME.
THAT'S FOR SOME DUMB
SOMEONE ELSE,
NOT ME.

MY MAMA USED TO TELL ME
BACK IN THE OLD TEPEE,
LAY DOWN WITH A DOG
AND YOU WAKE UP
WITH A FLEA.
PICK OUT THE BRAVE
WITH WAMPUM,
ALL THE REST IS TALK
ONLY THE BRAVE WITH WAMPUM
BUYS THE GOOD TOMAHAWK.
LOVIN' IS LIKE A HORSE RACE,
YOU'LL HAVE A VALUED HIDE
IF YOU BECOME A FILLY
ONLY WINNERS CAN RIDE.
MAMA,
I LEARNED MY LESSON.
MAMA,
I'M CUTTIN' LOOSE.
MAMA,
I'M GONNA MAKE YOU PROUD
OF THIS PAPOOSE.

I'M ONE OF THE SMART ONES.
I GOT IT ALL FIGURED.
YOU WON'T FIND ME
TIED DOWN
TO SOME BOOZY OLD SLOB
WHO'S CHRONIC'LLY
OUT OF A JOB,
NOT ME.
YOU WON'T CATCH ME
UNCAPPING A BOTTLE OF BEES
AND FIGURING CHRISTMAS
IS HERE,
NOT ME.
GOT IT FIGURED,
SOON OR LATE,
I'LL BE DOING GREAT,
GREAT,
GREAT.
AND WHEN YOU SEE ME
HOBNOBBIN'
ON TOP OF THE TOWN,
MY EMERALS
WEIGHIN' ME DOWN,
YOU'LL CRY,
THERE GOES BABY,
AIN'T SHE FLYIN' HIGH.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Pop

Recorded 1963

Lyrics SO YOU'RE HIS NEW ROMANCE,
YOU LUCKY, LUCKY GIRL,
IF I WERE IN YOUR SHOES,
I'D DANCE.
IF I WERE YOU,
I WOULD DANCE ON AIR.
I WOULD BLESS MY LUCKY STAR,
THERE'D BE SMILES TO SPARE,
IF I WERE WHO YOU ARE.

IT WASN'T MEANT TO BE,
SO GRACIOUSLY I LOSE,
BUT I WOULD DANCE,
OH, HOW I'D DANCE,
IF I WERE IN YOUR SHOES.

BUT NOW I SIT ALONE,
THE QUIET LIFE I CHOOSE,
BUT I WOULD DANCE,
OH, HOW I'D DANCE,
IF I WERE IN YOUR SHOES.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Standard, Ballad, Movie Song

Recorded 1972

Lyrics MAYBE THIS TIME
I'LL BE LUCKY.
MAYBE THIS TIME
HE'LL STAY.
MAYBE THIS TIME,
FOR THE FIRST TIME,
LOVE WON'T HURRY AWAY.
HE WILL HOLD ME FAST.
I'LL BE HOME AT LAST.
NOT A LOSER ANYMORE,
LIKE THE LAST TIME
AND THE TIME BEFORE.
EV'RYBODY
LOVES A WINNER
SO NOBODY
LOVED ME.
LADY PEACEFUL.
LADY HAPPY.
THAT'S WHAT I LONG
TO BE.
ALL THE ODDS
ARE IN MY FAVOR.
SOMETHING'S BOUND
TO BEGIN.
IT'S GOT TO HAPPEN,
HAPPEN SOMETIME,
MAYBE THIS TIME,
MAYBE THIS TIME
I'LL WIN.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune

Recorded 1972

Lyrics YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND
THE WAY I AM,
MEIN HERR.
A TIGER IS A TIGER,
NOT A LAMB,
MEIN HERR.
YOU'LL NEVER TURN
THE VINEGAR TO JAM,
MEIN HERR.
SO I DO...
WHAT I DO...
WHEN I'M THROUGH...
THEN I'M THROUGH...
TOODLE-OO!
BYE BYE,
MEIN LIEBER HERR.
FAREWELL,
MEIN LIEBER HER.
IT WAS A FINE AFFAIR,
BUT NOW IT'S OVER.
AND THOUGH
I USED TO CARE,
I NEED
THE OPEN AIR.
YOU'RE BETTER OFF
WITHOUT ME,
MEIN HERR.

DON'T DAB YOUR EYE,
MEIN HERR.
OR WONDER WHY,
MEIN HERR.
I'VE ALWAYS SAID
THAT I WAS A ROVER.
YOU MUSTN'T KNIT
YOUR BROW,
YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
BY NOW
YOU'D EVERY CAUSE
TO DOUBT ME,
MEIN HERR.
THE CONTINENT OF EUROPE
IS SO WIDE,
MEIN HERR.
NOT ONLY UP AND DOWN,
BUT SIDE TO SIDE,
MEIN HERR.
I COULDN'T EVER CROSS IT
IF I TRIED,
MEIN HERR.
SO I DO...
WHAT I CAN...
INCH BY INCH...
STEP BY STEP...
MILE BY MILE...
MAN BY MAN.

BYE BYE,
MEIN LIEBER HERR.
FAREWELL,
MEIN LIEBER HER.
IT WAS
A FINE AFFAIR,
BUT NOW IT'S OVER.
AND THOUGH
I USED TO CARE,
I NEED
THE OPEN AIR.
YOU'RE BETTER OFF
WITHOUT ME,
MEIN HERR.

DON'T DAB YOUR EYE,
MEIN HERR.
OR WONDER WHY,
MEIN HERR.
I'VE ALWAYS SAID
THAT I WAS A ROVER.
YOU MUSTN'T KNIT
YOUR BROW,
YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
BY NOW
YOU'D EVERY CAUSE
TO DOUBT ME,
MEIN HERR.

BYE BYE,
MEIN LIEBER HERR,
AUF WIEDERSEHEN,
MEIN HERR.
ES WAR SEHR GUT,
MEIN HERR
UND VORBEI.
DU KENNST
MICH WOHL,
MEIN HERR,
ACH, LEBE WOHL,
MEIN HERR.
DU SOLLST MICH
NICHT MEHR SEHEN,
MEIN HERR.
AND BYE BYE.

BYE BYE,
MEIN LIEBER HERR
FAREWELL,
MEIN LIEBER HERR.
IT WAS A FINE AFFAIR,
BUT NOW IT'S OVER.
AND THOUGH
I USED TO CARE,
I NEED
THE OPEN AIR.
YOU'RE BETTER OFF
WITHOUT ME,
YOU'LL GET ON
WITHOUT ME,
MEIN HERR!
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Ballad

Recorded 1978

Lyrics THE DAY
WILL COME,
HE'LL COME RUNNING
TO ME;
THE DAY
THE SUN TURNS BLACK
AND THERE'S A MONEY TREE.
THE DAY
WILL COME,
HE'LL BE CHANGING
HIS TUNE;
WHEN THERE'S A GRANITE LAKE
AND A COTTON MOON.

AND I LISTEN
TO ALL
OF HIS SORROWFUL PLEAS,
AND I'LL FORGIVE HIM
AND LIFE WILL BE COOL
AS A BREEZE
WHEN THE RAIN FALLS UP!

THE DAY
WILL COME,
HE'LL COME BACK
TO MY ARMS;
AND THE SLATE
IS CLEAN,
WHEN THE SNOW
IS GREEN.

AND WE'LL SHARE A LOVE
IDYLLIC,
AND FINAL,
AND FREE.
YEAH,
THE TIME WILL COME
WHEN HE'LL NEVER STRAY
ON THE NEVER DAWN
OF THE NEVER DAY.
WHEN THE GREEN DOLLAR
FITS ON THE SILVER
MONEY TREE,
THAT OLD MONEY TREE.
OH, YEAH!

A GRANITE LAKE
AND A COTTON MOON,
AND HE'LL TREMBLE,
AND STAMMER
AND SAY HE WAS WRONG.
AND TOGETHER
IS HOW WE WILL ALWAYS BELONG
WHEN THE EARTH STANDS STILL.

THE DAY WILL COME,
HE'LL COME BACK
TO MY ARMS
AND FORGET THE PAST
WHEN A SNAIL RUNS.

AFTER,
WE'LL SHARE A LOVE
IDYLLIC,
AND FINAL,
AND FREE.
YEAH,
THE TIME WILL COME
WHEN HE'LL NEVER STRAY
ON THE NEVER DAWN
OF THE NEVER DAY;
WHEN WE ALL TAKE TURNS
ON THE SILVER
MONEY TREE,
HE'LL COME BACK
TO ME.
Writers Fred Ebb, John Kander

Genres Showtune, Standard, Movie Song

Recorded 1972

Lyrics MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
IT MAKES THE WORLD
GO 'ROUND.

A MARK,
A YEN,
A BUCK
OR A POUND,
A BUCK
OR A POUND,
IS ALL
THAT MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THAT CLINKING,
CLANKING SOUND
CAN MAKE THE WORLD
GO 'ROUND.

MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY.

IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE RICH,
AND YOU FEEL
LIKE A NIGHT'S ENTERTAINMENT,
YOU CAN PAY
FOR A GAY ESCAPADE.
IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE RICH,
AND ALONE,
AND YOU NEED A COMPANION,
YOU CAN RING TINGALING
FOR THE MAID.
IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE RICH
AND YOU FIND
YOU ARE LEFT BY YOUR LOVER,
THO' YOU MOAN
AND YOU GROAN
QUITE A LOT,
YOU CAN TAKE IT
ON THE CHIN,
CALL A CAB,
AND BEGIN
TO RECOVER
ON YOUR FOURTEEN CARAT YACHT.

MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND.
MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND.
OF THAT
WE ALL ARE SURE.
ON BEING POOR.

MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MON...

WHEN YOU HAVEN'T ANY COAL
IN THE STOVE
AND YOU FREEZE
IN THE WINTER
AND YOU CURSE
TO THE WIND
AT YOUR FATE.
WHEN YOU HAVEN'T ANY SHOES
ON YOUR FEET
AND YOUR COAT'S
THIN AS PAPER
AND YOU LOOK THIRTY POUNDS
UNDERWEIGHT.
WHEN YOU GO
TO GET A WORD OF ADVICE
FROM THE FAT LITTLE PASTOR,
HE WILL TELL YOU
TO LOVE EVERMORE.
BUT WHEN HUNGER
COMES TO RAP,
RATATAT,
RATATAT,
AT THE WINDOW,
SEE HOW LOVE
FLIES OUT THE DOOR.

FOR MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE WORLD
GO AROUND.
MONEY
MAKES THE WORLD
GO AROUND,
THE CLINKING,
CLANKING SOUND
OF MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
GET A LITTLE,
GET A LITTLE,
MONEY, MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY,
A MARK,
A YEN,
A BUCK
OR A POUND,
THAT CLINKING,
CLANKING
CLUNKING SOUND
IS ALL THAT MAKES THE WORLD
GO 'ROUND,
IT MAKES THE WORLD
GO 'ROUND.
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