River Of Money Lyrics - Go-betweens

Lyric: Grant 

It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness 

to confine itself to it's causes. Like a river in flood, 

when it subsides and the drowned bodies of 

animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is 

another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent. 

At first, it seemed as though she had only left 

the room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray 

chickens in the corn. Then he had thought she might 

have eloped with the rodeo-boy from the neighbouring 

property but it wasn't till one afternoon, when he 

had heard guitar playing coming from her room and 

had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen 

that it was only the wind in the curtains brushing 

against the open strings, that he finally knew she 

wasn't coming back. He had dealt with the deluge alright 

but the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible. 

He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that 

geography might rescue him but after one week in the 

Victorian Alps he came back north, realising that snow which 

he had never seen before, was only frozen water. 

I'll take you to Hollywood 

I'll take you to Mexico 

I'll take you anywhere the 

River of Money flows. 

I'll take you to Hollywood 

I'll take you to Mexico 

I'll take you anywhere the 

River of Money flows. 

But was it really possible for him to cope with the 

magnitude of her absence? The snow had failed him. 

Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect. 

The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had 

been repossessed. She had left her travelling clock 

though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in 

another time-zone; so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight 

were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of 

her hours.