This is what my life amounts to Says the man with the carnation in his lapelI didn't know it worked this way I thought every dog had his dayAnd he believed in a dream He'd waited on every callBut now the Satan explains There wasn't a temptation, not for a womanIt was American money I'll tell you, he made him what he is todayIt was American money He imagined smoking pitchers in WashingtonIn the pockets of his raincoatSo where has my family gone to? Says the man from the 40th floor of his hotelWell everybody has to pay But maybe it's in different waysCause he believed in a dream Why he met it on every cornerBut he never could explain What could make a man lose his sense of decencyIt was American money I'll tell you, he made him what he is todayIt was American money So don't underestimate the power of the dollar in your pocketAmerican money There's pitchers in Washington falling from his apartmentBut now they've got guns in outer space And nobody's going to win that raceCause when there's nowhere left to hide You won't be taking sidesThough you believed in a dream And he was waiting on every cornerBut now it's coming down around you Like bankers jumping from the windows of Wall StreetAmerican money I'll tell you, he made us what we are todayIt was American money So don't underestimate the power of the dollar in your pocketAmerican money I'll tell you, he made us what we are todayIt was American money We'd imagine stuffing pitchers of Washington in the pockets of our wrinklesAmerican moneyAmerican moneyAmerican moneyAmerican moneyAmerican money