Money, money,
Fade to grey.
Money, money,
Drift away.
Money, money,
Break the chain.
Money, money,
Feel again.
Money, money,
Give it back.
Money, money,
Stay on track.
He had the world beneath his feet,
But gold can make your heartbeat cheat.
He built the dream, then walked away,
Just smiled and said, “That’s not my way."
While others bought another crown,
He turned his fortune upside down.
No headlines, no desire to show,
He gave it all - just let it go.
Money, money,
Let it burn.
Money, money,
We never learn.
Money, money,
Fade to grey.
Money, money,
Drift away.
Chuck Feeney had it all to give,
He showed us the better way to live.
No private plane, no penthouse view,
He gave the world a different hue.
The quiet king of what’s unseen,
The kindest heart, the soft machine.
He changed the score, rewrote the line,
From greed to grace - design divine.
And when they asked him, “Man, you’re mad?”
He laughed and said, “It feels so glad.”
He found his heaven in the fall,
No need for gold, no need at all.
He said, “The joy’s in what you give,
That’s how you really live.”
Money, money,
Let it burn.
Money, money,
No return.
Money, money,
Fade to grey.
Money, money,
Drift away.
Chuck Feeney - the quiet kind,
The man who left his gold behind.
Money, money,
Break the chain.
Money, money,
Feel again.
Money, money,
Give it back.
Money, money,
Stay on track.
The richest soul’s the one who’s free,
Just like the great Chuck Feeney.
The richest soul’s the one who’s free,
Rest in peace, Chuck Feeney.
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Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, GarageBand, Elevenlabs
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, GarageBand, Elevenlabs
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Unison Sound Doctor, VirtualDJ, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder
Cover design: Volker Redder, Photoshop, FLUXpro, Keynote