What's it like having money
In your land of milk and honey
Where people applaud you everywhere

To go to all the parties
With all the artsy fartsy's
Pretending that you don't really care

What's it like being rich
In the style in which you live
I'll take a few more of these and a bunch more of that

With your servants and your maids
Your modern day daily slaves
Kissing your **** while taking your crap

What's it like having millions
It looks mighty thrilling
Where all you have is all you need

All of the wills and wants
More do's than you do don'ts
Does it make you feel fancy free

What's it like worrying over your dough
Afraid that it may blow
Any moment off into the wind

And what is it like
Going through your life
Wondering who are your true friends

What's it like giving all of your money
To your latest honey
When all she wants you for is your stuff

Or hanging from a cord
When life becomes too bored
Cause the one thing money can't buy is love