"Money"

Another day, another dollar.
All it does, is make you holler.
Minute by minute, hour by hour,
Every day you sit and cower.

Spin the seat at your desk,
Waiting for boss to order.
Brain in a press, work is slower.
Betwixt the line, genius is the border.

When! Say stop, to all the work,
To some, it's what makes life perk.
You'll spend money here,
You'll spend money there,

And spent your money everywhere.
Bank book's balance gets nowhere.
Escape such double indemnity.
Close one's eyes, filled with enmity.