Lyrics
There’s a rumour going round says you’re gonna split
They say you’re going away, it’s a midnight blitz,
But there’s only good in leaving with a suitcase full of load,
'cause where’s all the good times and the pocket full of I.O.U.s!
Take the cash, don’t let them pay you in kind,
Take the cash before they change their minds,
And let’s see the colour of the money — take the cash!
So watch it, watch it, watch it, if the payment doesn’t bounce,
It’s the sweetness of the ready, makes the bell ring on the tail,
And if they say they pay next week, you know: they never will
Take the cash, don’t let them pay you in kind,
Take the cash before they change their minds,
And let’s see the colour of the money — take the cash!
And if they try to tell you there’s a cheque in the post,
You know, you know, you know that you can take it as a joke
Take the cash, don’t let them pay you in kind,
Take the cash before they change their minds,
And let’s see the colour of the money!
So don’t pretend you trust, and get the money down in front,
'cause it’s the sweetness of the
Ready, makes the bell ring on the tail,
And if they say they pay next week, you know: they never will
Take the cash, don’t let them pay you in kind,
Take the cash before they change their minds,
And let’s see the colour of the money — take the cash!
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.
Take the cash — take the K.A.S.H.