The Money Song from Monty Python's Flying Circus
Idle: Good evening, and welcome to The Money Programme. Tonight on The Money
Programme, we're going to look at money. Lots of it. On film, and in
the studio. Some of it in nice piles, others in lovely clanky bits of
loose change. Some of it neatly counted into fat little hundreds,
delicate fivers stuffed into bulging wallets, nice crisp clean checks,
pert pieces of copper coinage thrust deep into trouser pockets, romantic
foreign money rolling against the thigh with rough familiarity, beautiful
wayward curlicued banknotes, filigreed copper plating cheek by jowl with
tumbly ( ? ) rubbing gently against the terse leather of beautifully
balanced bank books!!
(He looks around in surprised realization that he's panting and screaming)
Idle: I'm sorry.
(adjusts tie, darts eyes around room)
Idle: But I love money.
All money. (growing excited again)
I've always wanted money.
To handle! To touch!
The smell of the rain-washed florin!
The lure of the lira!
The glitter and the glory of the guinea! (stands up )
The romance of the ruble! (stands on chair)
The feel of the franc! (stands on desk)
The heel of the deutschmark! (stomps foot)
The cold antiseptic sting of the Swiss franc!
And the sunburnt splendor of the Australian dollar! (slaps knee)
(sings the rest while dancing across desk; Michael and John just look at him
blandly.)
I've got ninety thousand pounds in my bank account.
I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge.
I've got lots and lots of lira,
Now the deutschmark's getting dearer,
And my dollar bill could buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
There is...
(enter a chorus of 5 men in women's pilgrim costumes)
...nothing quite as wonderful as money!
There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash!
Some people say it's folly, but I'd rather have the lolly (?),
With money you can make a splash!
(chorus kneels ans sings "money, money, money" through Idle's solos )
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money!
There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash!
Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker (all give Italian Salute)
It's the currency that makes the world go round!
(a harp is wheeled across the stage but not played)
You can keep your Marxist ways, for it's only just a phase...
Money, money, money makes the world go round!
(play money falls from above as chorus reaches a glorious crescendo)
Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money!
Or could it this song....
TOMMY JAMES AND THE SHONDELLS "Mony Mony"
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Here she comes now
Say, Mony, Mony
Shoot 'em down
Turn around
Come on, Mony
Hey, she give me love
And I feel all right, now
You gotta toss and turn
In the middle of the night
And I feel all right
I say, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
You make me feel
(Mony, Mony) so (Mony, Mony)
Good (Mony, Mony) yeah (Mony, Mony)
So good (Mony, Mony)
All right (Mony, Mony)
Come on (Mony, Mony)
All right, baby (Mony, Mony)
Say, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah
Wake me
Shake me
Mony, Mony
Shot gun
Get it done
Come on, Mony
Don't stop cookin'
It feels so good, yeah
Hey-eey, but don't stop, now
Hey, come on, Mony
Come on, Mony
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Well, you make me feel
(Mony, Mony) so (Mony, Mony)
Good (Mony, Mony) yeah
(Mony, Mony) all right (Mony, Mony)
Come on (Mony, Mony)
So good (Mony, Mony)
All right (Mony, Mony)
I say, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Oooooooooh
(Oooh, I love you Mony, Mo, Mo, Mony)
So good
(Oooh, I love you Mony, Mo, Mo, Mony)
So fine
(Oooh, I love you Mony, Mo, Mo, Mony)
All right
(Oooh, I love you Mony Mony)
Say, Mony Mony
Yeah (yeah)
Everybody (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Come on
Come on
2006-09-25 12:09:32
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