Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Easy money

^EIt's difficult. It's very tough. I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough A- To sit within a fragrant breeze ^CAll among the nodding trees ^DThat hang heavy with the st^Euff

^EHe threw his arms around my neck He brushed the tear from my cheek A- And held my soft white hand ^CHe was an understanding man ^DHe did not even barely hardly s^Epeak

Easy money ^{D C}Rain it down on the wife and the kids ^DRain it down on the house where we live ^ERain until you got nothing left to give And r^Cain that ever-loving st^Duff down on ^Eme

^EAll the things for which my heart yearns Gives joy in diminishing returns A- He kissed me on the mouth ^CHis hands they headed south ^DAnd my cheek it bur^Ened ^EMoney, man, it is a bitch The poor, they spoil it for the rich A- With my face pressed in the clover ^CI wondered when this would be over ^DAnd at home we are all so guilty-s^Ead

Easy mo^Dney ^CPour it down the open drain ^DPour it all through my veins ^EPour it down, yeah, let it rain And p^Cour that ever-loving s^Dtuff down on ^Eme

^ENow, I'm sitting pretty down on the bank Life shuffles past at a low interest rate A- In the money-coloured meadows ^CAnd all the interesting shadows ^DThey leap up, then dissi^Epate Easy m^Doney Easy m^Eoney Easy m^Doney ^CRain it down on the wife and the kids ^DRain it down on the house where we live ^ERain until you got nothing left to give And r^Cain that ever-loving s^Dtuff down on m^Ee