Hey little Anna you're the one
Rising before the lazy sun
Open the store
And bake the bread
Leave all the dreamers with the dead
Pray that whatever's lost is lost
Nail all your worries to the cross
Take out the knife
Take out the knife
Sharp it twice
And count all the money, money, money, money
Instrumental
Someday you know you're gonna die
Some folks try to tell you why
Where do you think
They'll hide your bones?
Out in a field, oh, all alone
Nobody knows when it will end
You better go and make some friends
Take out the phone
Take out the phone
Sharpen a stone
Cause you got to eat
Money money money money
Money money money money
Hey little Anna you're the one
Rising before the lazy sun
Cross all the numbers off your list
I never knew it will be like this
Hey little Anna what's the move?
I can't believe the things you do
Hey little Anna look at my way
What's gonna be the price we pay?
For the money money money money
Money money money money
Money money money money