Money - The Subways

Oh, can’t you see

They got the eye on you

You feel the weight of breath on the back of your neck, it’s true

And you can feel their cold reactions

Don’t let that be no distraction

Teach them how to play this game

You’ve got to play it harder, charm the charmer

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You’ve got to play it smarter, get there faster

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

Money!

Money!

It’s a criminal waste

To even try to fake

And just to touch their heat is like a violent beat in the face

And you can feel their cold reactions

Don’t let that be no distraction

Teach them how to play this game

You’ve got to play it harder, charm the charmer

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You’ve got to play it smarter, get there faster

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You try and tame this madness you can’t handle

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You try and keep me shackled, you can’t handle

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

Money!

Money!

Try and beat my cold reactions

I don’t need no gold distractions

Think you’ve got it, what it takes?

You’ve got to play it harder, charm the charmer

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You’ve got to play it smarter, get there faster

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You try and tame this madness you can’t handle

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

You try and keep me shackled, you can’t handle

(Whoa oh-oh, whoa oh-oh)

Money!

Money!

Money!

Money!

Money!

Money!