Death of Money
We’re driving so fast down the highway
Going down through the dust of the city
Into the shimmer of the urban lights
We’re doing fine got the top down
California wind through your dark hair
Lean back arms high we’ve got no cares
The radio plays everything we want to hear
We’ve got everything but money it won’t slow us down at all
Old joy wanting for nothing
We’ve got nothing
Old joy wanting for nothing but good weather
But everything feels so unbridled and flowing
We’ll never slow down
We’re on a winning streak we’ll work it some way
We’vе everything between us
Do it my way and thеy won’t even know
We’ll have to hide away until we’re ready to go
I feel like something’s going to happen and it’s going to be gold
We’re never going to get old
Old joy wanting for nothing
We’ve got nothing
Old joy wanting for nothing but good weather
But everything feels so unbridled and flowing
We’ll never slow down
We’re on a winning streak we’ll work it some way
We’ve everything between us
