Money. It makes the world go round,
or so I’ve heard some people say;
But it does not grow from the ground
poor people work hard for poor pay.
Money. Makes the world go,
crazy that we let it.
It can’t make the grass grow,
But we can’t forget it.
Money. The world
Do foolish things;
a path unfurled
for flightless wings.
Pennies and pounds;
Because nothing is free.
Money. It makes the world go round.