Lyrics:
the trouble that I get into
I got to give credit where credit is due
I thank the bank for the money
Thank God for you
A strong heart and a willing hand
Dropped down the lights, I'm sittin' with you
Moscow, 1972
Always singin' in my sleep
I will leave it in my dreams
Oh, makin' bad decisions
of Luxemburg and Monaco
Rob the bank of Lichtenstein and Rome
Rob the bank
Hit the biggest volt in Moscow
Rob the bank
Then take me home
But take me home
vibe aha
From the cold banks of Moscow river
We`re putting the tracks, we`re singing our songs together
From the cold banks of Moscow river
The new funk
Tastes a bitter sweet undone
Now we both too sleepy to get the gun
Bank's on a holiday, credit's overrun
Somebody else's problem to tie for another one
haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in
me bring the block out
Now Im sipping on the Moscow
Baby want some diamonds foreal
Fuck a bank account I got accountants foreal
Kill bill
Coughing up
enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favours for favours, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders
shoes
All my credit cards are cookin'
Girl you don't know what your puttin' me through
It's a business doing pleasure, a business doing pleasure with you
haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in
Cash or credit, it doesn't matter
Long as my bank books keep growin' fatter
Easy street is my favorite avenue
Who needs money? I do
Just pity all those
haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in
to sleep with the tunes on the dash
Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash
Says, "money, money, money in the bank
Money, money, money in the bank
Money,
rules the world like a green machine
In the bank, in a box, money talks
In the black, on the rocks, money talks, money talks
Money don't lose in
you deposit tuppence in a bank account
Soon you'll see
That it blooms into credit of a generous amount
Semiannually
And you'll achieve that sense
you deposit tuppence in a bank account
Soon you'll see
That it blooms into credit of a generous amount
Semiannually
And you'll achieve that sense
Why so sad?
Walking around with them blue faces
She said I'm down on my luck
And it's something I gotta have
Blue faces
I hit the bank today
the Kremlin
It's the hottest spot in town
Discos and casinos
Never let you down
Trippin' in Siberia
Rock and roll hysteria
Vladivostok to Moscow
haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in
Behind them a ruckuss of pure evil forms
Credit Cards are a product of Satan
Mammon himself prints your bank statement
Credit Cards are a product of Satan
We sell 'em missiles, we sell 'em tanks
We give 'em credit, you can call the bank
It's just a business, you can pay us in crude
You love these
haven' t
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I' m a lucky girl
I' ve got the sun in
car is in control
Your credit card made me your whore
Isnt' it a miracle
My kurt cobain is tear soaked
Your credit card Moscow disco
You used to call
haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in
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