The Best Money Can Buy

(The Best Money Can Buy, from Fearless Moral Inventory, by Juliet A. Wright, copyright 2003, all rights reserved.)    The Best Money Can Buy

Blue green eyes over a black tar morning

No fame or fortune

Just clocks alarming

And coffee steaming

And a car warming up in the garage

And a child with toothpaste on his mouth

Old blue Chevelle with a screaming driver

Pounds the dashboard with a cigarette lighter

You’re late for school and I’m late for work.

Damn him anyway, he really should have left her.

And I almost had it my way,

I almost had it made

The best money can buy

I could have had the best there was

I would have sacrificed the love.

Big brown eyes do lavish lunches

Talk on cell phones while driving his Benz

Heaven’s made of money and it’s all waiting for me

I control it all

Oh the world is mine.

And I almost have it my way

I almost have it made

The best money can buy

I’m gonna be the best there is

Gold’s worth the sacrifice of love.

Neither one has noticed what’s up ahead

They haven’t even noticed the lights have changed

One moment with your head turned can really change your life.

Worship money, you’ll lose it all

Then you’ll really pay

Blue and Red flashing lights.

Tired cop, up all night.

Three dead bodies, and what the hell for

Take them away,

I don’t want to see no more.

And I almost had it my way

I almost had it made

The best money can buy

I could have had the best there was

I would have sacrificed the love

I almost had it made

The best money can buy

I could have had the best there was

Gold’s worth the sacrifice of love.

Copyright 2003 all rights reserved.