'The Money's Arrived' by Steve Cooke

'The Money's Arrived' is a song about payday for us wage-slaves.

It was written in collaboration with poet David Bateman (www.publishingnorthwest.co.uk/author/39), with whom I have worked on several tracks, including 'Scorpion Farm' (http://goo.gl/KTGQh) and 'You Blister My Paint' (http://goo.gl/huOtK). ;

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The money’s arrived

I’ve been staying indoors for what seems like a year
I’ve been waiting on wage clerks, but now look what’s here
I can make a splash
Cos the money’s arrived
I can pay in cash
Now the money’s arrived
And all those things for which I’ve strived –
I can buy them now, cos the money’s arrived

Do this, do that, and don’t be late –
But when it comes to pay, they make you wait
But I’ve got off the hook
Now the money’s arrived
I’m well out of schtuck
Cos the money’s arrived
And all those things for which I’ve striven –
I can buy them now, cos the money’s arriven

Ninety-nine of the time, I feel like a slave
But this is the one, now the money’s arrave
I can take myself out
The money’s arrived
It’s the end of a drought
The money’s arrived
And all those things for which I’ve strove –
I can buy them now, cos the money’s arrove

I can go to the bar
Now the money’s arrived
And my pocket’s a star
Now the money’s arrived
And all those things for which I’ve strived –
I can buy them now, cos the money’s arrived

Words by David Bateman
Music by Steve Cooke
© David Bateman/Steve Cooke 2010/2012