You Never Give Me Your Money / The End

You never give me your money You only give me your funny papers And in the middle of negotiations, you breakdown I never give you my number I only give you my situation But in the middle of investigations, I breakdown Outta college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money gone, nowhere to go Monday morning, hit the sack What the fuck? Y'all lickin' my crack Yellow belly gone, nowhere to go But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go And oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go Nowhere to go, ah-yeah Ah-yeah Rock Roll Rock and roll One sweet dream Pick up the sack, get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas and wipe that tear away One sweet dream came true, today Came true, today Came true, today, yes, it did Uh, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven One for all Oh, yeah, alright Are you gonna be in my dreams, tonight? Oh shit, oh shit Oh shit, oh shit Oh shit, oh shit Oh no, no, no, no, no, no shit (oh shit, oh shit) Skit, scat and a motherfuckin' skit-scat, fuckin' scats And in the end The love you take Is equal to the love you make