I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas
I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge
I've got lost of lovely lira, now the deutsche mark's getting dearer
And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money
There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash
Some people say it's folly but I'd rather have the lolly
With money you can make a splash
There is nothing quite wonderful as money
There is nothing like a newly minted pound
Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker
It's accountancy that makes the world go round
You can keep your Marxist ways
For it's only just a phase
For it's money, money, money makes the world go round