Tuesday 19 June 2012

when shit is worth money, the poor will be born without bumholes

it's songwriting time again :)

(sort-of to the tune of that song by Elvis that starts "if you're looking for trouble")...you know, this one

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i'm banking it

the streets were all empty
the stores were all closed
people without a penny
in their ragged old clothes
but then you see some movement
near the breadline down town
but when you took a look
it spun your head around

it was a banker
spelt B-A-N-K-E-R
he was a banker
and he's getting rich while you're getting poor

he was all rich and fancy
in his thousand-pound suit
and he had a policeman
with some mean-looking boots
he held a sack open
showed it to the line
and he shouted "give it to me!
your money's all mine!"

cos i'm a banker
my middle name is usury
i'm a banker
why don't you get a loan from me?

well most of the folks there
just gave him their bread
one of 'em made trouble
cos it made him see red
the cop called a van
and they dragged the man in
and since that day
that man, he never worked again

because of bankers
spelt B-A-N-K-E-R
there was a banker
and he's getting rich, while you're getting poor

you do business with bankers
and you can bet
you gotta be strong
to stay out of their debt
they got the lords and the commons
they got your house too
and one way or another
they'll get their hooks into you

because they're bankers
their middle name is usury
yes they're bankers
why don't you get a loan from me?