The most important thing on earth for you is the purse you hold But in fact the purse holds you, doesn't let you go, it's the curse of gold Look at you, sad but true, I'm glad to know That I can go where I want – go! You live to work to earn: a modern slave. Your dreams are sold More and more and more and more and more. It's the curse of gold Look at you, sad but true, I'm glad to know That I can go where I want – go! Look at you, sad but true, With not a few in a queue Look at you, sad but true, I'm glad to know That I can go where I want – go!