I love your money, your diamond rings
I love your money, honey, your earthly things
But you can't take it with you

I love your space shuttle, your flash cars
I love your prim donnas, your rock stars
But you can't take it with you

I love your double standards, I love your double-takes
I love your false witness, oh but for heaven's sake
But you can't take it with you

I like your Georgios Armani, the things you offer me
Amount to bribery, greed and hypocrisy
But you can't take it with you

I am no Christian, I have no angel wings
The answers don't exist, but I know one thing
You can't take it with you
And you know it's too worthless to disown

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Writer(s): Wesley Stace