Gimme your body
Gimme your mind
Open your heart
Pull down your blind

Gimme your love, gimme it all
Gimme in the kitchen, gimme in the hall

Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake
Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake

Gimme the ready's
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 art's sake
Money for God's sake
Art for art's sake
Money for God's 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
Burying me
Keep me in exile the rest of my days
Burn me in hell but as long as it pays

Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake
Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake

Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake
Art for art's sake
Money for God's sake


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