Money, money makes the world go round
Money, money'll make you change your sound
If the price is right, if the price is right

If you want paper
If you want gold and silver
Learn now not later
People pay for what's familiar

No need to know yourself too well
You can trade in that saga you tell
For the song you know will sell

If you want cheddar
If you want smoke and roll better
Take off your sweater
To earn your varsity letter

It's a virgin feast for all
See how gracefully they fall
Into the mirrors on the wall
'Cuz if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long

Money, money makes the world go round
Money, money'll make you change your sound
If the price is right, you forfeit your style without a fight
Who will be your beacon?
The dark of night should have been truly bright

Where do we go?
The freaks on the fringe
When the edges are all rounded out
We just dangle out in space
You can call us when you need to find out

We go, the misfits on the fringe
When the edges are all rounded out
We just dangle out in space
You can call us when you need to find out
What the real stars are all about

Time has turned and the scenery has changed
And all the books have burned but the lyrics remain
Let the mother***ker burn, let's change the refrain
Nobody needs history repeatin', tin', tin', tin', tin', tin', tin'

Money, money makes the world go round
Money money'll make you change your sound
If the price is right, if the price is right

If you want skrilla
If you're a cheddar gorilla
Stack up your bills as
You sign away your free will

There's no need to represent
The truth of self has now been spent
Movin' from mortgage out of rent
'Cuz, 'cuz if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long

Money, money makes the world go round
Money, money'll make you change your sound
If the price is right, you forfeit your style without a fight
Who will be your beacon?
The dark of night should have been truly bright