I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas   I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge   I've got lost of lovely lira, now the deutsche mark's getting dearer   And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge      There is nothing quite as wonderful as money   There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash   Some people say it's folly but I'd rather have the lolly   With money you can make a splash      There is nothing quite wonderful as money   There is nothing like a newly minted pound   Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker   It's accountancy that makes the world go round      You can keep your Marxist ways   For it's only just a phase   For it's money, money, money makes the world go round