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 Lyrics: 
 Well, I'm gettin' tired workin' hard every dayWorkin' every day and not gettin' much pay
 I got a big Geiger counter, it's a pretty good rig
 When the needle starts clickin', it's where I'm gonna dig
 Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold
 Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll
 Rake it in, bale it up like hay
 Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away
 Well, I can see me now in my long Cadillac
 Hinges in the middle, spare wheel on the back
 Man, don't you know I'd be hard to stop
 When I find that big uranium rock
 Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold
 Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll
 Rake it in, bale it up like hay
 Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away
 Yes, that's me in my long Cadillac
 Headin' down the road and I ain't comin' back
 Ain't no red light gonna make me stop
 When I find that big uranium rock
 Money, money, honey, and the kind you fold
 Money, money, honey, rock 'n' roll
 Rake it in, bale it up like hay
 Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away
 
 
		
		
	
 
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