‘Til the Money Comes

my money comes my money goes
round and round the clock we go
but things have shifted in my manner
frustrations don’t upset my candour

the other day the lights went red
no vexation hexed my head
a tiny thing but what console
to be ok with no control

there’s endless traffic up ahead
I’ll get through it red by red
‘til the money comes and in it roll
cos money talks like you didn’t know