
Well moneyed.
Well dressed,
All the cards
Held to his chest.
Never known what going without means.
Nice suit, 
nice car,
Heaven knows 
he’ll go far.
Silver spoons don’t tarnish in this scene.


Right school,
Right voice,
Talking proper,
Ain’t a choice.
Got to have the breeding and the wealth.
Top dog,
Top job,
City gents,
Earn a few bob,
One dozen mansions don’t pay for themselves.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 

Got married,
Young wife.
Hates his guts,
But likes the life.
Waited on and pandered to all day.
She cheats,
He strays.
Got the maid,
In the family way
She won’t tell, but he’s gonna have to pay.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?

Go Your Own Way

Fleetwood Mac