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 modeling 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 modeling 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