Money Honey sadness cost you bottles o beer shiney things don't get it she waits and waits full of boring tears waiting for the money and she waits a long time loneliness is a bitch wealth won't save yer soul she smells fish and boring brides crying for the money she cries a long time don't wanna know where they get the money don't wanna know where they keep the money brokeness is a finer place pot in the indian box she pulls her breast away from her chest screams - screams fer money and she screams a long time Copyright 2000 The Gourds