The 1975 - M.O.N.E.Y. lyrics

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Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown. Has he got enough money to spend? Leave? No. He's to and fro, he doesn't like it when the girls go. Has he got enough money to spend? It's going off cuz they're not gonna let him in. 2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin. He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking. He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in. Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown. Has he got enough money to spend? Leave? No. He's to and fro, he doesn't like it when the girls go. Has he got enough money to spend? A broken half a glass has opened has opened up his chin. He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin. He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking- And then he barks "It's my car I'm sleeping in." Tabs with unlimited 0's New clothes Bloody nose Powders and walking back home Has he got enough weed? No Broken phone Retching on the floor alone I can't believe that we're talking about him I'm searching you mate, you jaw's all over the place Can't talk, quick slap in the face. Yes I threw a nut but your friends a case Why you singling him out is it because of his race? "Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about."

Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown.
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro, he doesn't like it when the girls go.
Has he got enough money to spend?



It's going off cuz they're not gonna let him in.
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin.
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking.
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in.

Drink slow to feed the nose, you know he likes to get blown.
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro, he doesn't like it when the girls go.
Has he got enough money to spend?

A broken half a glass has opened has opened up his chin.
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin.
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking-
And then he barks "It's my car I'm sleeping in."

Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him

I'm searching you mate, you jaw's all over the place
Can't talk, quick slap in the face.
Yes I threw a nut but your friends a case
Why you singling him out is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about."