Shut The Door,

Shut Your Suitcase And Come Along,

We Can't Carry On Like This.

Money, Money,

(eh) I Don't Care About It,

I Want To Live To Be Old;

To Fly In The Sky Over The Town,

I Would Kill Myself Rather Than Give In.



So, With My Music I Can Be Free,

And I'd Give Anything To Be Free;

So With My Madness I Can Believe,

And I'd Give Anithing To Believe.



Nothing Ever

Happens In This Quiet Land,

And My Work Is Very Foolish.

Money, Money,

(eh) I Don't Care About It,

I Want To Live To Be Old;

To Fly In The Sky Over The Town,

I Would Kill Myself Rather Than Give In.



So, With My Music I Can Be Free, And I'd Give Anything To Be Free;

So With My Madness I Can Believe,

And I'd Give Anithing To Believe.