Lyrics:

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.
Y'see I'm going somewhere.
I don't know what I'm gonna do when I get there.

I 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 mind.

1st. chorus:
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.

Having mercy and licking up love,
And moving through your ocean like I've never had enough.
Y'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.

-1st chorus-

2nd chorus:
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.
(repeat)

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 - oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside a No.10 wall.
Mend that fight - it's all twisted through them.
I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball
No more!

-2nd chorus-

Outro:
Yeah, if you ain't got nothing
You'll never go there
(Repeat)
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.
(Repeat)