Cash is king

Money it seems has little value
men will die, I'm trying to tell you
it's true what they say....money is evil
grown men will cry and continue to steal

Rich get richer and the poor they are dying
we work so much but just keep on buying
we over spend it's our nature within
some of us try to pretend we don't sin

We gamble it burn it and throw it away
this little green paper with presidents names
you don't have enough and probably never will
it's the nature of the beast...this green paper bill

How can you make, both ends meet
when you have no money or nothing to eat
I lived in a shelter and saw a man shot
for a simple little thing, called the ten spot

Money is known to of ruined a nation
it's been done before
without hesitation...

It will never end its business at hand
the dollar bill will always stand
you work your week and cash your check
just to give it back again

Thirty three and a half percent
flush it down the toilet
there it went...

We invented an item that criminals want
they will take it at gun point
and you'll be shot...

Money oh money...what is your plan
will you ever stop shrinking or killing the man
cash is not king because kings are great
money of all types....carries so much hate
when the market does crash
it will seal our fate....

Money has certainly failed the test
the wealthy will always have it up to there neck
while poor people continue to die in the cold
the rich of the world will buy up the gold
I don't like cash...not one little bit
but I need to survive and buy all your shit....