Tom Petty — Money Becomes King Chords

MONEY BECOMES KING
Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers


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If you reach back in your memory

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a little bell might ring

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'bout a time that once existed

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when money wasn't king

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if you streech your imagination

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i'll tell you all a tale

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about a time when everything

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wasn't up for sale

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there was this cat named johnny

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who loved to play and sing

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when money wasn't king


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we'd all get so excited when

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john would do a show

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we'd raise the cash between us

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and down the road we'd go

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to hear him play that music

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it spoke right to my soul

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every verse a diamond

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every chorus gold

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the sound was my salvation

it was only everything

before money became king


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well i ain't sure how it happend

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and i don't know exactly when

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but everything got bigger

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and the rules began to bend

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and the tv taught the people

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how to get their hair to shine

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and how sweet life can be

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if you keep a tight behind

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and they raised the cost of living

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and how could we have known

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they'd double the price of tickets

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to go see johnny's show


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so we hocked all our possesions

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and we sold a little dope

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and went off to rock and roll


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we arrived there early

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in time to see rehearsal

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and john came out and lip—synched

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his new lite beer commercial

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and as the crowd arrived

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as far as i could see

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the faces were all different

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there was no one there like me


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they sat in golden circles

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and waiters sevred them wine

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and talked through all the music

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and to john paid little mind

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and way up in the nosebleeds

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we watched him on the screen

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they'd hung between the billboards

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so cheaper seats could see


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johnny rocked that golden circle

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and all those vip's

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and that music thast had saved us


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became a tired routine

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and i saw his face in close—up

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trying to give it all he had

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and sometimes his eyes betrayed him

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you could see that he was sad

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and i tried to rock on with him

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but i slowly became bored

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could that man on stage

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with everything

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somehow need some more?


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there was no use in pretending

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no magic left to hear

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all the music gave me

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was a craving for lite beer

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as i walked out of the arena

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my ears began to ring

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and money became king


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"The words are right——I'm just not sure on the music."
				Jacob Ortiz of Suspicious P