When I was just a child
My life was, oh, so simple
And the ways of the great world seemed strange and funny

Then when I was a young man
I learned of that machine
That turns out all those bales of precious money

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money

Money money machine
Now you can measure you manhood by it
You can get your children to try it
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With the possible exception of the North Vietnamese

You take a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world

Oh, General Motors and IBM
AFL-CIO and all the King's Men
When I began the game
See me singing about the fire and rain
Let me just say it again
I've seen fives and I've seen tens
It was a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit baby from that money machine
Settle up top, on top of the world

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Ha ha ha
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
(Money)

Give me that dough (Money, money, money)
Give me that dough (Money, money, money)
Give me that dough (Money, money, money)
Give me that dough (Money, money, money)

Been living in the lap of luxury too long
Please, Mr. DJ, won't you play my song
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio
Come back home to me
Help me spend my dough

I need a strong hit from the money machine please
Sitting on top, on top of the goddam world
I need a strong hit from that money machine baby
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money

From that money machine
Yeah yeah
Ha ha ha yeah
La la la la