The Trouble With Money Words & Music by Elroy Cabeza
Nothing in my hand (no, no)
It’s slipping through my fingers
Through your greasy palms
Deep down into your pocket
You stole all the money
That’s the trouble with it all (that’s the trouble with a money) – 2x
I can’t pay the vig
Won’t you please forgive
I’m in too deep in debt
You won’t let me forget
You know I went broke
It went up in smoke
I ain’t got enough
She took all my stuff
If you think it is for free
She’ll charge you money (She’ll charge you money) –2x
License to operate
A chance to desecrate
The ring ain’t on your finger
She put it right through your nose
Pachyderm loot the hoard (woo)
Jackass acting bored
Official face corrupt
Dark suits bankrupt
Apply a price tag
To all that is dear (sacred)
Bribe who own and loan
Let’s make a deal
The receipt of deceit
And you’re left holding the bag
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