Verse
G#m E G#m E
They're still talking about money, that's right and too much of heaven
G#m
C'mon my friend, let me tell you what it's all about
C#m
it's called money dependence today, and people just keep on going on
G#m
looking at the dollar bill and nothing else around them
G#m
No love, and no friendship, nothing else
E
just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket, into their bank account
C#m G#m
And that's too much of heaven bringing them underground
E
Let me tell you what it's all about
C#m G#m
it's called money dependence today, and people just keep on going on
E
looking at the dollar bill and nothing else around them.
E F#
No love, and no friendship, nothing else
G#m C#m F#
just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket, into their bank account
G#m
Cha cha cha cha cha cha
[Chorus]
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, can bring you underground
C#m F# G#m E
Heaven, yeah, can always turn around
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, our life is all hellbound
C#m F# G#m E
Heaven, yeah, the killer makes no sound
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, can bring you underground
C#m F# G#m E
Heaven, yeah, can always turn around
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, our life is all hellbound
C#m F# G#m E
Heaven, yeah, the killer makes no sound
[Instrumental]
| C#m F# | G#m E | x4
[Verse 2]
G#m
They're still talking about money, that's right and too much of heaven
B C#m
C'mon my friend, let me tell you what it's all about
G#m B C#m
it's called money dependence today, and people just keep on going on
E
looking at the dollar bill and nothing else around them
G#m
No love, and no friendship, nothing else
G#m E
just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket, into their bank account
C#m G#m
And that's too much of heaven bringing them underground
E
Let me tell you what it's all about
G#m
it's called money dependence today, and people just keep on going on
E G#m
looking at the dollar bill and nothing else around them.
E F#
No love, and no friendship, nothing else
G#m C#m F#
just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket, into their bank account
G#m
Cha cha cha cha cha cha.
[Outro]
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, can bring you underground
C#m F# G#m E
Heaven, can always turn around
C#m F# G#m E
Too much of heaven, our life is all hellbound
C#m F# n.c
Heaven, the killer makes no sound