We want riches, Darlin' We want fame-ay-e-ame You can't take the money with you Down Down Down the Drain When this war's over we can Get away-ay-e-ay You won't find the love that you lost Down Down Down the drain Show me love Or find the door Fire your cannonballs Waste faith where there never was A prayer I am more concerened With the quality or my freedom Then I am, with the quanity of my days Until the good lord comes to wash it all away We want riches, Darlin' We want fame-ay-e-ame You can't take the money with you Down Down Down the drain