They say when your skint, your fiscally challenged
But I've been there before and I always managed
Stripped to the basics, now what do I need?
The law of the world says I have to feed
Cupboards empty, electric running low
When everything's gone, I've nowhere to go
This money can stretch, I'll find a way somehow
I can work out this mess, I always know how
Rich people must think this is really strange
Food for a week with a handful of change
But what's this?
GLORY!
Money in my account
And thank heaven and earth, it's a substantial amount
My worries are gone and my problem solved
A feel a wave of calm now all is resolved
Now I've money in my pocket
Money in my pocket and it's mine all mine
Money in my pocket and the feeling's sublime
You know when there's money's in my pocket the whole world's mine
Rich man walking, rich man coming through
Yesterday's forgotten and today I'm brand new
The shops welcome me with bright shining doors
They say everything's new and everything's yours
What do I want?
What should I get?
Better remember before I forget
I'd write a list if I wasn't stress free
Take a look around and realise I'm right where I want be
Shot in my mind like a bright spark
Gonna stay out till after dark
Time to play, time to have fun
You never know what's good till you try some
Life's for living, not for sitting in or around
Got to be out and about, get my feet on the ground
1 drink,2, maybe 4
Then I'm back at the bar askin for more
Plans are forgotten, to do list dismissed
No point in thinking cos I'm gettin pissed
I'm out and I'm tidy, ready to play the game
Surpised on arrival, everyone's thinking the same
Glad to see that I'm not alone
No rush now that we've all come home
Left our worries at the door
It's plain to see on the dance floor
The liquid rushes as the cash flows
How many, how much, nobody knows
If this is time wasted, I could waste everyday
I'd help waste yours too, sometimes even pay
Last orders come but no one wants to leave
But my friends have a plan up their sleeve
There's always more drink to be drunk when the party moves on
And I'm in the mood to stay till it's all gone
Now what's this?
Daylight... and the walk of shame
But no doubt next week, I'll do the same
No money, no more
The sun rises again and I'm back to before
The fault is mine and so is the blame
Lesson never learned, every weekend's the same
If I wanted to change, then surely I would
Never too harsh when I know I could
From poverty to riches to poverty in the space of a day
But we all know the game, so what can I say?
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