Everyday I think of Money Stereophonics Just Enough Education to Perform Verse 1: I drive a truck, it carries money and every day, I dream of my fantasies Yesterday i bought my beach house Little place just off the coast of france Every day i think of money Every day i think of running Verse 2: I love my truck, I love my family Stacked in the back the good life surrounds me Could tie my right hand man and put him some place Then i'd ditch the truck and buy a new face Everyday I think of money Everyday I think of someway Chorus: It can't buy you love, Can't give you soul Can pick you up, Can down you low Can drag you out of the hole you dug, yourself....again. Verse 3: Sat in a truck it carries convicts My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment Everyday i think of money Everyday i miss my family Note: it just sounds nice to touch on and off the index finger on Am and Fmaj7 chords when you think appropriate. By Craig McKibbin (and my t-shirt writes 'I love airplane noise')