| 作词 : Mogg, Schenker | |
| [intro] One more day, with a tumble fall, | |
| Down the money pit, with nothing to show | |
| Hey hey yeah | |
| Another twist, in the horror tale | |
| It's an open coffin, that needs one more nail | |
| Smell of money | |
| Maybe I'm a victim, (Soft silk and bamboo?) | |
| Maybe it's the smell of money | |
| Attracts me to you... | |
| Hey hey yeah money | |
| Two clean shirts | |
| I'm out on bail | |
| As the barroom baits | |
| They start to wail | |
| The smell of money | |
| Maybe I'm a victim, (Soft silk and bamboo?) | |
| Maybe it's the smell of money, that brings me to you | |
| Stretched out across the ceiling [?] | |
| Domes shimmer and glow | |
| Golden citadels | |
| While the autumn wind billows and flows [instrumental] | |
| Dancing nights, in the lost and found | |
| Move really nice to that money sound | |
| Smell of money, smell of money, smell of money, smell of money | |
| I need I bleed [sudden stop] |
| zuo ci : Mogg, Schenker | |
| intro One more day, with a tumble fall, | |
| Down the money pit, with nothing to show | |
| Hey hey yeah | |
| Another twist, in the horror tale | |
| It' s an open coffin, that needs one more nail | |
| Smell of money | |
| Maybe I' m a victim, Soft silk and bamboo? | |
| Maybe it' s the smell of money | |
| Attracts me to you... | |
| Hey hey yeah money | |
| Two clean shirts | |
| I' m out on bail | |
| As the barroom baits | |
| They start to wail | |
| The smell of money | |
| Maybe I' m a victim, Soft silk and bamboo? | |
| Maybe it' s the smell of money, that brings me to you | |
| Stretched out across the ceiling ? | |
| Domes shimmer and glow | |
| Golden citadels | |
| While the autumn wind billows and flows instrumental | |
| Dancing nights, in the lost and found | |
| Move really nice to that money sound | |
| Smell of money, smell of money, smell of money, smell of money | |
| I need I bleed sudden stop |
| zuò cí : Mogg, Schenker | |
| intro One more day, with a tumble fall, | |
| Down the money pit, with nothing to show | |
| Hey hey yeah | |
| Another twist, in the horror tale | |
| It' s an open coffin, that needs one more nail | |
| Smell of money | |
| Maybe I' m a victim, Soft silk and bamboo? | |
| Maybe it' s the smell of money | |
| Attracts me to you... | |
| Hey hey yeah money | |
| Two clean shirts | |
| I' m out on bail | |
| As the barroom baits | |
| They start to wail | |
| The smell of money | |
| Maybe I' m a victim, Soft silk and bamboo? | |
| Maybe it' s the smell of money, that brings me to you | |
| Stretched out across the ceiling ? | |
| Domes shimmer and glow | |
| Golden citadels | |
| While the autumn wind billows and flows instrumental | |
| Dancing nights, in the lost and found | |
| Move really nice to that money sound | |
| Smell of money, smell of money, smell of money, smell of money | |
| I need I bleed sudden stop |