I was looking up the lyrics to Money and I had to laugh at verse two.
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and youíre okay.
Money, itís a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think Iíll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
Iím all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, itís a hit.
Donít give me that do goody good bullshit.
Iím in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a lear jet.
I was laughing because this song was released in 1973, and now in 2005 a lot older, what are Pink Floyd preaching themselves?
They are giving us "that do goody good bullshit"! ;-)