[Intro] *clinking coins, a ringing cash register, tearing paper, a clicking counting machine and other items* [Verse 1] Money, get away Get a good job with more pay, and you're okay Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash [Chorus] New car, caviar, four-star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team *clinking noises continue* [Verse 2] Money, get back I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack Money, it's a hit Ah, don't give me that do-goody-good bullshit [Chorus] I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set And I think I need a Learjet [Saxophone Solo] [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Money, it's a crime Share it fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today [Chorus] But if you ask for a rise It's no surprise that they're giving none away [Outro: David Gilmour] Away, away, away Away, away, away, away Ooh Away, ooh Ooh, ooh No, no, no Wooh, wooh-ooh-ooh No, no, no Bah, bah, bah Wah-bah-bah-woo-hoo-wa-hoo Do-da-wa Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-da-do Woo [Spoken Outro: Overlapping Voices] "Yeah, (*laughter*) I was in the right "Yes, absolutely in the right" "I certainly was in the right" "Yeah, I was definitely in the right That geezer was cruising for a bruising" "Yeah" "Why does anyone do anything?" "I don't know, I was really drunk at the time" "I was just telling him it was in, he could get it in number two. He was asking why it wasn't coming up on fader eleven. After, I was yelling and screaming and telling him why it wasn't coming up on fader eleven. It came to a heavy blow, which sorted the matter out..."