God is great, God is good
God lives in my neighborhood
Big money, big money
You would too, if you could
It over looks Big Money bay
Off Big Money Circle, on Big Money Way
Big money, big money
Big Money, USA
Thousand dollar bills grow on the trees
Flutter to the ground in the slightest breeze
Big money, big money
I hire a man to rake my leaves
He bags 'em up, sets 'em next to the road
My banker comes along, picks-up the load
Big money, big money
My drive, paved with gold
I like to lay in the sun, drink lemon-aid
Think about all the money my money’s made
Big money, big money
If it gets too hot, got it made in the shade
Maybe go inside, have a big money meal
Divide the pie, cut a big money deal
Big money, big money
More for me, none for you
I might leave you a crumb, throw you a bone
Slip you a tip honey, send you home
Big money, big money
Keep the change darlin'
I know all the guys down at city hall
You can bet your bottom dollar I’m tight with the law
Big money, big money
Ain’t
no politician don’t take my call
There’s lots’a big deals going down
Lots’a big money being thrown around
Big money, big money
Big money runs this town
Copyright 2013 - Scott D. Stieber