Roger Waters - Money (Official Lyric Video, DSOTM REDUX)

The Dark Side of the Moon Redux, full album out October 6th. Now available for pre-order on double LP, CD, download and with exclusive bundles in the official store: First track ‘Money’ is available to stream now: Roger Waters – Vocals Gus Seyffert – Bass, Guitar, Percussion, Keys, Synth Joey Waronker – Drums Jonathan Wilson – Guitar Johnny Shepherd – Organ Via Mardot – Theremin Gabe Noel – String Arrangements, Strings LYRICS: [MONEY] Money - Get away - You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay - Money - It’s a gas - Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash - New car, caviar, four star, daydream - Think I’ll buy me a football team - Money - Get back - I’m all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack - Money - It’s a hit - Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit - I’m in the high-fidelity first-class travelling set - And I think I need a Lear jet - Welcome to Hell - I’m sorry, I’ll read that again - Welcome to Rooftops - I’m sorry, I’ll read that again - Welcome to The Starlight Room - I’m sorry, I’ll read that again - Welcome to The Underworld - And now, for tonight’s main event: - The Heavyweight - Close swaddled in the cloying folds of fat - The Heavyweight squats - Freak fearful on his stool - And through toad lids - He squints his vision of the world - The grey parade of waiters trade - His retinue, of course - Seconds, thirds, and fourths - Cling, tick-like, to his skin - The bell sounds - In the corner of the ring - A fresh contender for his crown - Puts out his pale hand to shake before the bout - The champion blinks - His sticky tongue - Swollen in greed - With cobra speed - Snakes out - It’s lights out for the kid - His grace and wit, in that split second - Plucked, sucked, dissolved - Reduced to petty bulk - Digested - Shit - The champ, well satisfied - Adjusts his sumo backside on the stool - Draws ‘round his cloak, breaks wind, out loud - The crowd howls its approval - But, in the shadow of the ring - With cloven hoof and a crooked grin - The Devil pats the briefcase that holds the Faustian pact - He smiles, enjoys his little joke - Because, he knows, the champion’s cloak - Is but a shroud, in fact - Money - It’s a crime - Share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie - Money - So they say - Is the root of all evil today - But if you ask for a rise - It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away - Away - Giving none away - Giving none away - How much ya givin’ away? Uh…none. Nuffin’. _____ Official Website: Listen to Roger Waters on your favorite platform: Follow Roger Waters on Social Media: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Subscribe to Roger Waters’ Channel: #RogerWaters