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Mick Hucknall
Mick Hucknall
Leadgesang
Chris Joyce
Chris Joyce
Schlagzeug
Fritz McIntyre
Fritz McIntyre
Tasteninstrumente
Tim Kellett
Tim Kellett
Trompete
Tony Bowers
Tony Bowers
Bassgitarre
Ronnie Ross
Ronnie Ross
Baritonsaxofon
Ian Dickson
Ian Dickson
Tenorsaxofon
Sylvan Richardson
Sylvan Richardson
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mick Hucknall
Mick Hucknall
Songwriter:in
Chris Joyce
Chris Joyce
Arrangeur:in
David Fryman
David Fryman
Arrangeur:in
Fritz McIntyre
Fritz McIntyre
Arrangeur:in
Tim Kellett
Tim Kellett
Arrangeur:in
Tony Bowers
Tony Bowers
Arrangeur:in
Sylvan Richardson
Sylvan Richardson
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Dickie
Chris Dickie
Ingenieurassistent:in
Arun Chakraverty
Arun Chakraverty
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Stewart Levine
Stewart Levine
Produzent:in
Femi Jiya
Femi Jiya
Mischtechniker:in

Lirik

Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha (he-he) Ha-ha-ha Listen boy, I'll tell you a thing I'll make you a career in the business I'm in I'll make you rich, I'll make you a toy I'll make you turn over into my little boy You see, I'm going somewhere I don't know what I'm gonna do when, when I get there You know money's a thing your only inspiration And your only meaning You must think that all I do Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you You can fall when I will climb But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind Mend that fight, oh listen to them Kickin' up a ball inside a Jericho wall Mend that fight, it's all twisted through them If you ain't rich then you won't go to the ball You welcome to the bar You welcome to the bar You welcome, you welcome You welcome to the bar You welcome to the bar You welcome to the bar You welcome, you welcome You welcome to the bar Having mercy and licking up love And moving through your ocean like I've never had enough You see, you ain't all I want You're everything and more that I have ever hoped for You must think that all I do Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you You can fall when I will climb But I'll be falling over just by having you in mind Mend that fight If you ain't rich then welcome to the bar Mend that fight, oh listen to them Kicking up a ball inside a number ten wall Mend that fight, oh twisted through them I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball, no more You won't go to the ball You won't go to the ball You won't go, you won't go You won't go to the ball You won't go to the ball You won't go to the ball You won't go, you won't go You won't go to the ball Yeah, you won't go to the ball (if you ain't gat) You won't go to the ball (yeah) You won't go, you won't go (you never go there, you never go there) You won't go to the ball (you never go there) You won't go to the ball (if you ain't gat that) You won't go to the ball (oh) You won't go, you won't go (never go there, never go there) You won't go to the ball (never go there) I tried to make you see I tell you I'd had enough Money was a thing, money was a thing Money was a thing that I believed in I tried to make you see I tell you, I'd had enough Money was a thing, money was a thing Money, money, money, money, money, money, money You know I may, hey Money was a thing, money was a thing Money, money, money, money, money, money, money Yeah, hu-hu-ye-yeah Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha (yeh) Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Writer(s): Michael James Hucknall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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