The money – Nicolosi lyrics

Lyrics The money – Nicolosi

The money lyrics
Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for me
Feels like I need a little change of pace
Don’t you agree?

I live on limited dime
But my favourite things are free
Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for me

Breathe, eat, cry, sleep, love, fuck, die repeat (x2)

I’ve been where you are
So close but so far
No gas in the tank of my broken down car
As I stare at the stars on Hollywood boulevard
Will the next cheque heal my broken heart?

Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for me
Feels like I need a little change of pace
Don’t you agree?

I live on limited dime
But my favourite things are free
Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for me

I’m pressurized
I’ve got diamonds in my eyes
I’ve got silver in my soul
And a heart made of gold
What’s the point of taking pictures with people you don’t know
When your friend’s right there saying
Hey, I got this love
That’s what it’s about
Forget about the money
I don’t care about the clout
And when I turn the radio on
I’m overwhelmed by the dreams they’re selling me now

Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for me
Feels like I need a little change of pace
Don’t you agree?

I live on limited dime
But my favourite things are free
Feels like I work for the money
But the money doesn’t work for meee

The money – Nicolosi lyrics
The money - Nicolosi
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