Money walks, money talks, money breathes
Money breeds imagination and prosperity
They take from me and when the taking is done
I turn around, I turn around and there's another one
Back to work, I can talk to a wall
But we're not talking inspiration
Hardly talking at all but
I've got my feelings and when the feeling is done
I can wander by the liquor store
It's open for a tall cool one
It's elemental
So consequential
I can feel my motor run
It's just a movement
I feel with two hands
Rub against the fender
And I know I have to have some
Crazy - I'm going crazy
Crazy in the back of my head
Crazy - I'm going crazy
Crazy for a brand new convertible car
My insanity has taken away my insanity
One, two, three, four
I've been around since 1943
I've been to war
I've been commended for my bravery
Nothing to show but two daughters and a son
I feel alone, I like to think I'm not the only one
I work alone, but my job's not confidential
I can feel beneath the circumstances
So experimental
Feeling job discrimination
Because I have no imagination
I'm going crazy
For a brand new convertible car
The custom bodyshop, I know where I stand
See the custom Continentals, it's the Promised Land
The chrome gleams just like the rays of the sun
That's beating down upon my head like my beloved one
So shy and so sophisticated
As the body of my earnings get reappropriated
It's my day in the sun
I'm gonna have some fun
I'm going crazy
In my brand new convertible car
