Money (Girly-Sound Version)

[Verse 1]
Louis is probably thirty years old
But he looks like a solid 45
Louis says he's got a headache
It looks like shit and it must be America
It looks like shit and it feels like America

[Verse 2]
The big L.K.'s and the gangster disciples
Louis can't think of who else could take over
But he just can't get up in the morning
It looks like shit and it feels like America
It looks like shit and it feels like America

[Refrain]
Why fly when you can walk?
Why sing when you can talk?
Why hit the wall when you just hit the clock?
Why sing when you can talk?

[Verse 3]
Jeremy's talking about the Bronx
He thinks it's probably a bad place to be
It's gotta be worse than Manhattan
Looks like shit and it feels like America
Looks like shit and it feels like America

[Verse 4]
Take the train on up to the zoo
Don't look back on what you been through
'Cause everyone's got a Monday
Looks like shit and it feels like America
Looks like shit and it feels like America

[Chorus 1]
It's nice to be liked, but it's better by far to get paid
I know that most of the friends that I have
Don't really see it that way
But if you could give 'em each one wish
How much do you wanna bet?
They'd wish success for themselves and their friends
And that would include lots of money
That would surely include lots of money

[Outro]
So if there any of you little green elves
Sitting out there today
Step right up, wish me old Irish Luck
But I also need shitloads of money
And if there are any of you dirty old rich men
Sitting out there today
Step right, I'm a lucky fuck
But I also need shitloads of money
I'm gonna need shitloads of money
I've got to have shitloads of money