You only think about money, darling
You only want to know
How much I paid for my clothes
How much I paid for my clothes
You only want to know when am I
Going to trade my brand new car
For a new brand new car
A new brand new car, darling
You tear the poems I give you apart
But I've never seen you tear money apart
You'll promise me you'll love me forever
If someday I buy you the whole world
When I was born, a single angel came down
He said I would be a business man
Since then I live playing my banjo1
Playing the rock tunes of my book
Taking false steps with my problems
As you laugh, comfortable
As you talk to me, through your teeth
'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'
You only think about money, darling
You only want to know
How much I paid for my clothes
How much I paid for my clothes
You only want to know when am I
Going to trade my brand new car
For a new brand new car
A new brand new car, darling
You tear the poems I give you apart
But I've never seen you tear money apart
You'll promise me you'll love me forever
If someday I buy you the whole world
When I was born, a single angel came down
He said I would be a business man
Since then I live playing my banjo1
Playing the rock tunes of my book
Taking false steps with my problems
As you laugh, comfortable
As you talk to me, through your teeth
'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'
'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'
'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'
1. a. b. Instrument