Hard Cash lyrics

Smoke over the city's soul

Pollutes our sons and daughters

You can fall asleep on sheets of gold

And wake up as a pauper

We all get old

We all slow down

As the walls they close

We fall we're drowning

I need some breathing space

I won't grow old with grace

I need some breathing space

I can't keep living straight...

We ain't gonna linger and lie low

When there's hard cash coming back

No way I'll just sit here when I know

That there's hard cash coming back

Hard hard cash

Don't want no easy money

Money couldn't buy me happiness

Just a prettier misery

There's a price to pay

For a life of luxury

The air is thin

The glare the smoke and

The wear within

It tears it's choking

I need some breathing space

I won't grow old with grace

I need some breathing space

I can't keep living straight...

We ain't gonna linger and lie low

When there's hard cash coming back

No way I'll just sit here when I know

That there's hard cash coming back

Hard hard cash

Don't want no easy money

And now that we have all arrived

My friends get in your cars and drive