Easy Money Lyrics - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed

It's difficult, it's very tough 

I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough 

To sit within a fragrant breeze 

All among the nodding trees 

That hang heavy with the stuff 

He threw his arms around my neck 

Brushed the tear from my cheek 

And held my soft white hand 

He was an understanding man 

And he did not even barely hardly speak 

Easy money 

Rain it down on the wife and the kids 

Rain it down on the house where we live 

Rain until you got nothing left to give 

And rain that ever loving stuff down on me 

All the things for which my heart yearns 

Gives joy in diminishing returns 

Kissed me on mouth 

His hands they headed south 

And my cheek, it burned 

Money, man, it is a bitch 

The poor, they spoil it for the rich 

With my face pressed in the clover 

I wondered when this would be over 

And at home we are all so guilty sad 

Easy money 

Pour it down the open drain 

Pour it all through my veins 

Pour it down, yeah, let it rain 

And pour that ever loving stuff down on me 

Now, I'm sitting pretty down on the bank 

Life shuffles past at a low interest rate 

In the money colored meadows 

And all the interesting shadows 

They leap up, then dissipate 

Easy money 

Easy money 

Easy money 

Rain it down on the wife and the kids 

Rain it down on the house where we live 

Rain it down until you got nothing left to give 

And rain that ever loving stuff down on me 

Easy money 

Easy money 

Easy money 

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