I’M IN IT FOR THE MONEY


Some people call it the staff of life
Some people use it to cause nuff strife
Some people have more than they can deal with
Some of them think it’s a crime to be rich
As for me, I don’t want to steal it
But I’d really love to have a little bit
And should you ask what’s in it for me?
From this poverty, I’ve got to be free.

Chorus.

I’m in it for the money.
I’m in it for the dough.
I’m in it for the money.
Tell them I told you so!
(Repeat)

I’m not looking for all that it brings,
I’m not in love with material things.
Just want a little, so I can share,
For without it, can’t show that you care
House and car affi attract the beauty,
Inna me yard, say me must get a cutey.
Yes, me know money can’t buy love
But without it, what’s there to love?

Repeat chorus.

(interlude)

Back on the island, we bask in the sun.
Remembering the days when we couldn’t have fun
Could not enjoy the sweet paradise
Now we relax and we feeling nice.
Me and me sistren, enjoying life, whoa!
Ackee and saltfish, with peas and rice, Yeah!

Repeat chorus.

©2019 Alfred Lloyd Campbell
©2019 McKoy District Publishing