Adam Ant Made Of Money Lyrics

Made Of Money Lyrics

Adam ant/marco pirroni



You think that I’m amde of money

You’ve got something coming honey

This ain’t no land of milk and
honey

My accountant thinks that’s funny



Instead of trying
to use your brains

You sit round and suck my veins

Your kind of rat
belongs in drains

You’re gonna get around



You like all
those big fancy cars

Trendy people and their wine bars

But your
lying will leave it’s scars

Get around, get on your horse



You think that I’m made of reddies

That makes me choke on my
shreddies

I may smile and act so sunny

But this boy is not your
dummy



Marriages are made in heaven

So what the hell happened
to mine?