Lyrics:

Gimme your body

Gimme your mind

Open your heart

Pull down the blind



Gimme your love gimme it all

Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall



Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake

Art for Arts sake

Money for Gods sake



Gimme the readys

Gimme the cash

Gimme a bullet

Gimme a smash



Gimme a silver gimme a gold

Make it a million for when I get old



Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake

Art for Arts sake

Money for Gods sake



Money talks so listen to it

Money talks to me

Anyone can understand it

Money can't be beat Oh no



When you get down, down to the root

Don't give a damn don't give a hoot

Still gotta keep makin the loot

Chauffeur driven



Gotta make her quick as you can

Give her lovin' make you a man

Get her in the palm of your hand

Bread from Heaven



Gimme a country

Where I can be free

Don't need the unions

Burry in me



Keep me in exile the rest of my days

Burn me in hell but as long as it pays



Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake

Art for arts sake

Money for Gods sake