Everyday I Think of Money

Dreams of Wealth: Stereophonics' Reflection on Money, Family, and Freedom
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Lyrics

I drive a truck, it carries money

I work as a truck driver, transporting money.

And everyday, I dream up my fantasies

I regularly daydream about my desires and aspirations.

Yesterday, I bought my beach house

Recently, I purchased a beach house.

A little place just off the coast of France

It's a small place near the coast of France.

Everyday, I think of money

Money is always on my mind.

Everyday, I think of running

I constantly contemplate the idea of escaping or running away.


I love my truck, I love my family

I have an affection for my truck and family.

Stacked in the back, the good life surrounds me

My truck is filled with the good things in life.

Could tie my right hand man

Considering getting rid of a close associate.

And put him some place

Contemplating a change in my life by relocating someone.

Then I'd ditch the truck

If I make that decision, I would abandon my truck.

And buy a new face

Considering a radical transformation, possibly cosmetic surgery.

Everyday, I think of money

Money remains a constant thought.

Everyday, I think of someway

Continuously searching for ways to improve my situation.


It can't buy you love

Money cannot buy love.

It can't give you a soul

It cannot provide a soul.

Can pick you up

Money can lift you up.

Can down you low

It can also bring you down.

Can drag you out, of the hole

Money can rescue you from a difficult situation.

You dug

But it can't save you from self-created problems.

Yourself

Reflecting on personal responsibility.

Out of...again

The repeated cycle of digging oneself out of trouble.


Sat in a truck, it carries convicts

Now, I find myself in a truck carrying convicts.

My hands are bound, to the seat by handcuffs

I am restrained in the seat by handcuffs.

Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard

Thinking about the possibility of walking in the prison yard tomorrow.

Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment

Possibly engaging in artistic activities in my cell while resenting imprisonment.

Everyday I think of money

Money remains a prevalent thought even in challenging circumstances.

Everyday I miss my family

Expressing the longing for family while being away.

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