Some say money is bad for the soul
Bad for the rock, bad for the roll
Bad for the heart, bad for the brain
Bad for damn near everything
Oh yeah
Oh, Oh

It must be good for something
Come on pay the rent

Telephone, telefax, telefunkin', teletrash
Tell a cop, tell a friend
Think we've hit the stoney end
Nothing left, nothing right
Now they want a bigger bite
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants big money, oh yeah
They want big fat money
That's what I want
Big fat money

Too much temptation
Enough to kill a generation
Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation
This ain't groovin', this ain't funky
It's on my back
But it ain't my monkey, no
Alright, gimme some of that big big
Money
That's what I want
Big fat money

Big big money

Oh, smoke this, eat that
My ol'lady's gettin' fat
High rise, high rent
Before it's earned, it's all been spent
Where's it gonna come from?
Who's it gonna go to?
Ain't beatin', but I'm being eatin' by
Money, oh yeah
Big big money, woo
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money, alright
That's what I want

Well alright (yeah) Oh oh, big big money
Now gimme, gimme, gimme (big money)
Some of that big money, woo
That's what I want
All I need
Gimme big fat money
Yeah
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme some of that big fat money

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, Michael Anthony, Sammy Hagar