Money

I think about the money
Which is why I'm sore
It's not a prize
Up and down
A [?] of chairs and cans

I think about the money we could make
I think about the fame we can gain
I think about the future
I think about the fame

Hot for money
For twenty-four hours
Made all the money
For twenty-four hours

I think about the money
Which is why I'm sore
It's not a prize
Up and down
A [?] of chairs and cans

I think about the money we could make
I think about the fame we can gain
I think about the future
I think about the fame

Hot for money
For twenty-four hours
Made all the money
For twenty-four hours

C-Can you see how I climb in my sleep?
Can you wake me up from my dreams?
Can you wipe my tears away?
C-Can you make me real again?

Hot for money
For twenty-four hours
Made all the money
And twenty-four hours