I Will Buy You a New Life — Everclear
Here is the money that I owe youYes, you can pay the billsI will give you moreWhen I get paid again I hate those people who love to tell youMoney is the root of all that killsThey have never been [ . . . ]
MUSIC ABOUT MONEY
CASH — Myah
Looking down from my pedestal Crown me the king of shooting low All you see isn’t what you know, let ’em stop and go Got my money that I’m free to blow Looking up from my balcony Castle walls are [ . . . ]
Get Over It — OK Go
Lot of knots, lot of snagsLot of holes, lot of cracks, lot of cragsLot of nagging old hagsLot of fools, lot of fool scumbagsOh, it’s such a drag, what a choreOh, your wounds are full of saltEverything’s a stress and [ . . . ]
Money — Peace
Welcome, little teethersWelcome to a worldWhere Bitcoins pay for beatingsAnd diamonds pay for girlsSo go find all the penniesThe ones that people ditchYou’re going to be happyYou’re going to be rich Money, do you need itDo you eat it when [ . . . ]
Rags to Riches — Tony Bennett
I know I’d go from rags to richesIf you would only say you careAnd though my pocket may be emptyI’d be a millionaire My clothes may still be torn and tatteredBut in my heart, I’d be a kingYour love is [ . . . ]
The Great American Foreclosure Song — ProPublica
ProPublica is an independent, nonprofit newsroom that produces investigative journalism with an eye on abuses of power and betrayals of public trust. I’m a huge fan and contributor. In 2012, ProPublica produced “The Great American Foreclosure Song,” written and performed [ . . . ]
About Work the Dancefloor — Georgia
Here we go again, my loveYou’ve got so much time to spendIf I come around againIt may never go anywhere Cause I don’t have much in terms of money nowI don’t have material gifts for youYou want me to stay [ . . . ]
Fake Money — Arkells
Oh, you’re just a boy, a little banker boyEverything’s a game, and everyone’s your toyWhile everyone was sleeping, dreaming dumb-ass dreamsYou’re praying to gods who are meaningless to meYou’re preying on the weak and those who don’t believe Oh it’s [ . . . ]
Trap Queen (Radio Version) — Fetty Wap
I’m like “Hey, what’s up, hello”Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that doorI just wanna chill, got a sack for us to rollMarried to the money, introduced her to my stoveShowed her how to whip it, now [ . . . ]
Old Money — Lana Del Rey
Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine Cashmere, cologne and white sunshine Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine The kids were young and pretty Where have you been? Where did you go? Those summer nights seem long ago And so is the [ . . . ]