We want riches, Darlin'
We want fame-ay-e-ame
You can't take the money with you
Down Down Down the Drain
When this war's over we can
Get away-ay-e-ay
You won't find the love that you lost
Down Down Down the drain
Show me love
Or find the door
Fire your cannonballs
Waste faith where there never was
A prayer
I am more concerened
With the quality or my freedom
Then I am, with the quanity of my days
Until the good lord comes to wash it all away
We want riches, Darlin'
We want fame-ay-e-ame
You can't take the money with you
Down Down Down the drain
