My father always said that there's no free ride
You've got to make a sacrifice
With so many Prophets on the Lord's side
Even your soul has got a price
But talk is cheap it takes money to buy your freedom
And the tax man's knockin' at your door
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Spend it while you can
Money's contraband
You can't take it with you when you go
Spend it while you can
Before it's taken from your hand
There's no free ride in this carnival world
Too many hawkers on this travelin' show
Everybody's got something to sell
Bootleg Swatches, cardboard Gucci gear
Watch your step at the wishing well
What's mine is mine
If it's only one thin dime
My cash has always meant to flow
[Chorus]
But talk is cheap it takes money to buy your freedom
And the tax man's knockin' at your door.
[Chorus]
There's no free ride in this carnival world.
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