Money

I noticed you in the photograph

A ghost like you, why don't you laugh?

Five years on and your baby's got the gun

Picking off the memories one by one

Bang, bang, bang goes the lover's ideal

Bang, bang, bang, she said

Sit down and shut your mouth

Pack your things and then drive south

Drive south and stay there, honey

Keep going in search of the money, yeah

How come you're always making fun of them?

It's unbecoming and it's cruel

The way they raised you says a lot about who you are

And where you're going and if you've gone too far

A little rain check every now and again

Will you do the world of good, so I'll say it again

Sit down and shut your mouth

Pack your things and then drive south

Drive south and stay there, honey

Keep going in search of the money, yeah

Sit down and shut your mouth

Pack your things and then drive south

Drive south and stay there, honey

Keep going in search of the money, yeah