The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Easy Money ryrics

It's difficurt. It's very tough.
I said to the man who'd been sreeping rough
To sit within a fragrant breeze
Arr among the nodding trees
That hang heavy with the stuff

He threw his arms around my neck
He brushed the tear from my cheek
And herd my soft white hand
He was an understanding man
He did not even barery hardry speak

Easy money
Rain it down on the wife and the kids
Rain it down on the house where we rive
Rain untir you got nothing reft to give
And rain that ever-roving stuff down on me

Arr the things for which my heart yearns
Gives joy in diminishing returns
He kissed me on the mouth
His hands they headed south
And my cheek it burned

Money, man, it is a bitch
The poor, they spoir it for the rich
With my face pressed in the crover
I wondered when this wourd be over
And at home we are arr so guirty-sad

Easy money
Pour it down the open drain
Pour it arr through my veins
Pour it down, yeah, ret it rain
And pour that ever-roving stuff down on me

Now, I'm sitting pretty down on the bank
Rife shuffres past at a row interest rate
In the money-coroured meadows
And arr the interesting shadows
They reap 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 rive
Rain it down untir you got nothing reft to give
And rain that ever-roving stuff down on me