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Proclaimers Hit The Highway Follow The Money CHORUS I've got to follow the money Gotta go to work Gotta make a living Till my body hurts Gotta bite my lip Gotta wreck my health Gotta break my back For my share of the wealth CHORUS I've gotta follow the money Gotta earn my pay I spent everything I earned yesterday Gotta find the cash 'Cause it won't find me So I can feed myself And my family When I left school I was bummin' around I'd smoke and drink and let my mind wander I'd roll out of bed about 12 o'clock I can't do that any longer CHORUS Now I need to toil 'cause it's good for my soul I feel clean when I'm working You can drop all the mystical Celtic bull 'Cause that stuff's just jerking I'm not saying that I work like my dad I know I don't work like my mum But I'm made of the same stuff and I'm six feet tall Gimme the tools, I'll get the job done CHORUS I've gotta follow the money Gotta earn my pay I spent everything I eanred yesterday Gotta find the cash 'Cause it won't find me So I can feed myself And my family Feed myself and my family That's why I'm working I'm working I'm working I'm working I'm working I'm working now ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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