Where the Money Is

That's where the money is. That's where the money is. That's where the money is. When people can't get enough, They'll pay anything. That's where the money is. That's where the money is. That's where the money is. When people don't have a choice, They'll choose anything. But I'm an entrepreneur, I'm just the middle-man, Choking off the supply Gradually. The suffering's not my fault Blame it on the hidden hand. Still, it's a mystery to me Why people seem to want to be Where the money is. That's where the money is. That's where the money is. That's where the money is. When people don't feel secure, They'll do anything. But I am the rebel son Of the aristocracy Biting the hand that feeds Tenderly. The higher we build the wall The more the enemy seems everywhere. So, it's a mystery to me Why people seem to want to be Where the money is.