Lyric

I’ve got no virtue to my name

No crew who’d ever call me a friend

Whatever I try to do

At best, I’m just a B‑rank man

A life where I did

Absolutely nothing at all

First thing I wish I had

Is someone I can open up to

And maybe just a bit

Of normal social grace

But more than that, I want money

Yeah, I want money

More than anything

I want money

Early in life

I’m already close to a checkmate

Can’t get the score I need

On that damn midterm test

The score of a failure’s life

Is even lower than

The score on that test I failed

I want to escape this worthless self

What I wish I had first

Is human warmth

And a heart that cares for others

But more than that

I want money

Yeah, I want money

I want money

So bad…

I’m stuck in this loop

Of wanting to change

But wanting cash even more

Than any kind of change in me

I want money

I want money

I want money

So bad