Good time Charlie’s on the evening news
The party’s gone public, grab your dancin’ shoes
Pass it around ’til we all get stoned
We’ll all come down when the money’s all gone.
Everybody’s livin’, everybody’s high
Everybody’s sellin’ so buy, baby, buy
Everything’s had and nothing is owned
Around it goes ’til the money’s all gone.
[Chorus]
When the money’s all gone we’ll get back to work
Get back in the garden, get back in the dirt
It’s an ill wind doesn’t blow some good
We can put it back together the way that we should.
It might not be the worst thing after all…
When the money’s all gone.
There’s only so much that can go around
The top goes up but the bottom goes down
Call it what you want to
Tell me I’m wrong
We’ll all find out when the money’s all gone.
When the money’s all gone we’ll get back to work
Get back in the garden, get back in the dirt
It’s an ill wind doesn’t blow some good
We can put it back together the way that we should.
It might not be the worst thing after all…
When the money’s all gone.
Lose a little, you can scream and shout
But you gotta lose big ‘fore they bail you out
They’ll buy the bank so they can take your home
They don’t need you anymore when the money’s all gone.
When the money’s all gone…
When the money’s all gone.
When the Money’s All Gone
Jason Eady & Kevin Wilkins
I’ve been listening to Jason Eady‘s music a lot lately, especially the preceding song from the album of the same name. The iTunes Store puts his music into the Country genre, but I think that’s too limiting for the mixture of delta blues, zydeco, rock, and gospel that wraps around lyrics that manage to be simultaneously intelligent and catchy. When The Money’s All Gone is a perfect example. It’s as good an economic commentary as you’ll find in the Wall Street Journal, and a heck of a lot more danceable.