The Root Of All Evil

If euro replaces the pound It's still likely to be shiny and round Rich may switch the way they feel rich But not the man who's alive Or the man who has drowned Keeping pound only makes sense If you're worth more than 99 pence Those who have a lot and those who have not Remain francs marks pesetas or cents If money is the root of all evil What does that make lover of pound We'll be eating frogs and modelling clogs And you'll be hunting french And dutch with a hound Now a nation goes to the vote So our country has its name on the note Same set of people same boat Need their name in the back of their coat Heads or tails can't have been won On whose head graced whatever was spun If queen's head's not on money they've got It's still business and money's still fun If money is the root of all evil What does that make lover of pound We'll be eating frogs and modelling clogs and you'll be hunting french And dutch with a hound Now a nation goes to the vote So our country has its name on the note Same set of people same boat Need their name in the back of their coat