Hard Cash Lyrics

Smoke over the city"s soul
Pollutes our sons and daughters
You can fall asleep on sheets of gold
And still wake up a pauper
We all get old
We all slow down
As the walls they close
We fall we"re drowning

I need some breathing s***e
I won"t grow old with grace
I need some breathing s***e
I can"t keep living straight...

We ain"t gonna linger and lie low
When there"s hard cash coming back
No way I"ll just sit here when I know
That there"s hard cash coming back
Hard hard cash
Don"t want no easy money

Money couldn"t buy me happiness
Just a prettier misery
There"s a price to pay
For a life of luxury

The air is thin
The glare the smoke and
The wear within
It tears it"s choking
I need some breathing s***e
I won"t grow old with grace
I need some breathing s***e
I can"t keep living straight...

We ain"t gonna linger and lie low
When there"s hard cash coming back
No way I"ll just sit here when I know
That there"s hard cash coming back

Hard hard cash
Don"t want no easy money

And now that we have all arrived
My friends get in your cars and drive