Money Slave
© Karl Rose 2014, All Rights Reserved
Author: Karl Rose
Many words have been said
Many dreams are now dead
Many lies have been told
Many tears are put on hold

If you don't know the mess you're in
You'll never find out until you've been
Can't believe that's what you crave
It's quite a drug, you little money slave
It's quite a drug, you money slave

Many words have been said
Three especially whirl around your head
Money, Cash, and Bling
Crave the happiness you think they bring

If you don't know the mess you're in
You'll never find out until you've been
I can't believe that's what you crave
It's quite a drug, you little money slave

One night out what do I see
Expensive champagne brings you to your knees
And if you don't know, what can I say
It's gone tomorrow, but it's here today

And if you don't know the mess you're in
You'll never find out until you've been
I can't believe that's what you crave
That's quite a drug, you money slave

I can't believe that's what you crave
That's quite a drug, you little money slave
There ain't no happiness in a money grave
That's quite a drug, you little money slave
I can't believe that's what you crave