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Song of the week!
Pink Floyd/ Money
Money, get away. Get a good job with good pay and you’re okay. Money, it’s a gas. Grab that cash with
both hands and make a stash. New car, caviar, four star daydream, Think I’ll buy me a football team.
Money,
get back. I’m all right jack keep your hands off of my stack. Money, it’s a hit. Don’t give me
that do goody good bullshit. I’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set And I think I need a lear jet.
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. But if you ask for a raise it’s no surprise that they’re Giving none away.
Huhuh! I was
in the right! Yes, absolutely in the right! I certainly was in the right! You 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, he couldn’t get into number 2. he was asking Why he wasn’t coming up on freely,
after I was yelling and Screaming and telling him why he wasn’t coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow,
but we sorted the matter out
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