20 Dollars In My Pocket

Glasto 2000 and i'm standing in a field You're making me reveal exactly where i stand I need more information than your precise location Got ideas above my station babe, with my pink wristband Coz it gets you in, To places Coz it gets you in, To places Got my pink band on and i blagged myself a good one Gotta get in to get it on, coz i sure can't get it off Got it with my ticket so let me in, please Just wanted to kick it, with all the vip's Coz it gets you in, To places Coz it gets you in, To places I wish i'd never been Gonna act my age, and sneak backstage And the sun can't decide to make up his mind bout me today Got further than expected Got through the gates And found my mates But i also found you with The a&r dude Guess i'm just too late Guess i'm just too late So i guess that's the end My dream weekend So i find my tent, and i take All the pills i saved to take with you Pills in my pockets Pills in my pockets Pills in my pockets Well not anymore... All about Fink:

Among the many muted faces You try to find me in the spaces You're drawn to my song You only move to keep from sinking You close your eyes as if you're thinking Afraid all along That in my eyes you're so revealing You'll find what you're needing Nothing but pennies in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm Well, baby, then I would be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love Slip my heart in your back pocket All I got to keep you warm So baby don't leave me here without it Tell me, how much for your love Hoping the melody will leave you You walk to where I might not see you Reach out to the wind Looking to catch it for a minute But just to hold it not be in it I've been where you've been 'Cause some how I'm so afraid the love Will reveal what you're made of Nothing but pennies in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm Well, baby, then I would be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love Slip my heart in your back pocket All I got to keep you warm So baby don't leave me here without it Tell me, how much for your love Your love Your love 'Cause somehow I'm so afraid the love will reveal what you're made of Nothing but pennies in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm Well, baby, then I would be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love Slip my heart in your back pocket All I got to keep you warm So baby don't leave me here without it Tell me, how much for your love Nothing but pennies in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm Well, baby, then I would be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love Slip my heart in your back pocket All I got to keep you warm So baby don't leave me here without it Tell me, how much for your love Nothing but pennies in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm Well, baby, then I would be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love Slip my heart in your back pocket All I got to keep you warm So baby don't leave me here without it Tell me, how much for your love

I'm down But don't worry No money, no time Not a penny in my pocket I got love but who wants it * So lonely I'm told to give love Don't be cold Not a penny in my pocket I'll give love to who wants it Keep on but not alone Keep the flags flying at home Keep on but not alone How I long to get back home Another day gone It's so hard to get on Not a penny in my pocket I got love but who wants it I'm down But don't worry No money, no time Not a penny in my pocket I got love but who wants it Not a penny in my pocket I'll give love to who wants it Not a penny in my pocket

My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket

Money burns a hole in my pocket How I wish I had millions of dollars and nothing to do But just buy pretty presents for you Money burns a hole in my pocket How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied With money while I sit by your side Every day of the week We would visit the store All the beautiful things you see Would soon be yours 'Cause money burns a hole in my pocket So I'm bringing your perfume and candy and roses of red And wishing they were diamonds instead Every day of the week We kinda visit the store All the beautiful things you see Would soon be yours Money burns a hole in my pocket So I'm bringing your perfume and candy and roses of red And wishing they were diamonds instead