"Money" is such a bitter word.
Brings a foul taste to your mouth.
Spoils everything in its path,
Ruins everything in and out.
Lives now calculated by dollars, nickels and dimes.
Why live in a world where Life itself's a crime?
For all the troubles I have seen, for all the miseries I have heard,
There are none like those of money,
For it's such a bitter word.
Is this what the world has come to?
Does even our blood run green?
Is this what we have to live for?
For lies and depravity. For greed?