Some say money is bad for the soul

Bad for the rock, bad for the roll

Bad for the heart, bad for the brain

Bad for damn near everything, oh yeah



It must be good for something

Come on pay the rent



Telephone, telefax, telefunkin' teletrash

Tell a cop, tell a friend

Think we've hit the stoney end

Nothin' left, nothin' right

Now they want a bigger bite

Everybody wants some

Everybody wants some big money, oh yeah

They want big fat money

That's what I want

Big fat money



Too much temptation

Enough to kill a generation

Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation

This ain't groovin', this ain't funky

It's on my back

But it ain't my monkey, no

Oh yeah, gimme some of that big big money

That's what I want

Big fat money

Big fat money



Smoke this, eat that

My ol' lady's gettin' fat

High rise, high rent

Before it's earned, it's all been spent

Where's it gonna come from?

Who's it gonna go to?

Ain't beatin', but I'm being eatin' by money, oh yeah

Big big money, gimme, gimme, gimme

Some of that big money, alright

That's want I want



Well alright, oh, big big money

Now gimme, gimme, gimme

Some of that big money

That's what I want

That's all I need

Gimme big fat money

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme

Gimme some of that big fat money