Reach deep down in my pocket
No coins nor bills
If I were to hide it I´d lock it
Faithful departed give me your wills

Money makes the world spin
Makes my devilish grin
How much could I win?
Until greed turns to sin

Love is purchasable, everyone´s got their number
Say no to that, Traveling the great wall, or the land down under
Couple of little ladies came to slumber
What happens when it´s not food which gives you hunger?

Gold is old and diamonds go in the snakes back
I got you fortune. It is you I ain´t never gonna lack
Past days hard times maid sanity lack
Come get mine, I´ll atack