Stereophonics - Every Day I Think Of Money Lyrics
I drive a truck, it carries money,And everyday, I dream up my fantasies.Yesterday, I bought my beach house,A little place just off the coast of France.Everyday I think of money,Everyday I think of running.I love my truck, I love my family,Stuck in the back, the good life surrounds me.Could tie my right hand man, and put him some place,Then Id ditch the truck, and buy a new face.Everyday I think of money,Everyday I think of something.It cant buy you love, cant give you soul,Can pick you up, can down you low.Can drag you out of the hole,You dug, yourself, out of again.Sat in a truck, it it carries convicts,My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs,Tomorrow, Ill maybe walk around the yard,Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment.Everyday I think of money,Everyday I miss my family