All About the Cash Songtext
von Tommy Castro & the Painkillers

We′re living in one big troubled spot
It's a new kind of golden rule we′ve got
The man with the gold calls all the shots

All about the cash
It's all about the cash
Oh, oh
All about the cash

The world's at war, and people are dying
It′s really not so mystifying
You read between the lines, you′ll find

All about the cash
It's all about the cash
Oh, oh
All about the cash


There ain′t no doubt, it's getting hot
To save the planet′s gonna cost a lot
They've got the money, but they′d rather not

All about the cash
It's all about the cash
Oh, oh
All about the cash

You're always on the outside, looking in
Your piece of the pie getting mighty slim
Someone getting lucky, and you ain′t him

It′s all about the cash
It's all about the cash
Oh, oh
All about the cash
Oh, oh
All about the cash
All about the cash
All about the cash