The new age comes to change the old,
Long awaited dream of insanity.
Old scripts are back to life,
Here lies the seal of truth...
Like a silver tear
In the morning wing,
In the mist of time
So divine...
Triumph of our weakness grows,
False prophets turned to reality,
Possessed by rising sign above,
They do inspire me sense of doom.
Now candle burns at both ends,
Millennium's short for lifetime,
We stand before the gateways,
I hear beyond - they blame us...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
But I'm all right Jack
Keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It's a hit
But don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity, first class, travelling set
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