You ain’t got no money?
He’ll get you some
You ain’t got no car?
He’ll get you one
You ain’t got no self-respect, you feel like an insect
Well don’t you worry buddy, cause here he comes
Through the ghetto and the barrio and the Bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his red right hand
Nick Cave did a song about that. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrxePKps87k
You ain’t got no money? He’ll get you some You ain’t got no car? He’ll get you one You ain’t got no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don’t you worry buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghetto and the barrio and the Bowery and the slum A shadow is cast wherever he stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand
I love that song so damn much