Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Somebody Else's Money, artist - The Wallflowers. Album song The Wallflowers, in the genre Фолк-рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1991
Record label: Virgin Records America
Song language: English
Somebody Else's Money |
We can buy that mansion on the hill |
We’ll fill it up until it’s filled |
We’ll buy a big black Cadillac |
We’ll keep an extra one in the back |
We’ll sit alone just listening |
To the sounds of the winds when they’re breaking |
We can buy that diamond ring |
Just about any other thing with somebody else’s money |
We can buy you that flower garden |
With every rose that’s ever risen |
With a blanket and a safety pin |
We’ll keep away all the boogie men |
We can buy you that swing |
Swing through the sky’s openings |
We can buy that diamond ring |
Just about any other thing with somebody else’s money |
We can tattoo nickels on our skin |
We’ll drain our veins and put honey in |
We’ll buy new fingers two times ten |
We’ll even put pennies in our chins |
We’ll buy a silver set of wings |
Lay 'em on our backs for the winds |
We can buy that diamond ring |
Just about any other thing with somebody else’s money |
Crash in on the neighbor’s wedding |
We’ll steal the cake and go running |
You’ll head straight for the jewelry |
And I’ll steal the money like a lottery |
We’ll buy a set of legs just for walking |
And another set of tongues for when you’re small talking |
That set of lips for being obscene |
And another set of heads for Halloween |
We can buy you that swing |
Swing through the sky’s openings |
We can buy that diamond ring |
Just about any other thing with somebody else’s money |
We can buy babies for the babies |
We’ll give 'em both big red ponies |
They’ll live in that mansion on the hill |
That we’ll keep on fillin' until it’s filled |
Watch the neighbors fatten up with greed |
Watching us buying everything we don’t need |
I know they’re listening |
Through a telescope from across the street |
Watching us fillin' up the bathtubs with sweets |
Money, money, money |
Money on the floor, put money in the beds |
Put money in the drains |
Money comin' out of our heads |
Money, money, money |
We can kill maybe thirty men |
We’ll bribe the church when they bring us in |
We can buy anything |
Because there’s always something that’s so funny 'bout spending somebody else’s |
money |