I wasn’t entirely thrilled with this challenge.  I knew it was coming, but that didn’t make it any easier to do.  On top of that I had a big week outside of Project M to deal with, 4 shows all over the state and in Iowa, and my entire family (Mom, Dad, 4 sisters, 2 brothers, spouses, and 18 nieces and nephews, and a few extras) at my house on Sunday for Easter.  I guess what I am saying is I wish I had more time/energy to devote to this challenge.  That being said, I am still proud of the song I wrote, my performance might be lacking a bit, but the song is still strong.

I decided to just come out and say it.  I wasn’t necessarily taking sides, but just trying to capture the motivating factor in all this uproar.  I thought about writing of the time I took my son Freddy down to see the protests, and with him up on my shoulders being swept up into the parade while he plugged his ears from the noise.  I thought about writing a love song to Lady Forward.  But in the end I decided to just speak my mind and rant for a bit.  I started on Wednesday, and wrote the first half.  I knew I didn’t want a chorus, I just wanted it to sound like something Todd Snider ranted before he busts into “Conservative Christian Right Wing Republican.”  I wanted it to feel like a preacher in a pulpit.  Somewhat unrehearsed, angry, but not to the point that it turns you off to what I am saying.  I guess I was looking for some universal truth.
Here are the lyrics and you can decide what you want….

Money                                                                Words/Music Frank Busch

Money, That’s what we came here for, it’s dirty and smelly, like the tiles on the bathroom floor.

Nobody should have to go through live poor, except maybe the artists and the preachers, the farmers and the teachers.  Maybe the folks in radio, I don’t know…

Money, That’s what this is all about,.  Let no crisis go to waste.

Aint that what they always say?  Who the hell are “they” anyways?
I need a name, or a face. Give me someone to blame. About all these problems with

Money, and greed sweet greed.  Greed is good, we’ve been told.
You get a little and you want some more.  It motivates, intoxicates, inebriates, as it elevates you out of your current state of depression, but I just got one question..

Has it made you happy?

Has it bought you love?

Has it squared your debt, with the good Lord up above?
Money, just follow the trail and without fail it leads the way to the thieves, the conspiracies, and the cooperate greed.

They always seem to be a factor in all this.

Even Willie Nelson pays his taxes.

Where’s all the Money?

And the quid pro quo, it’s not what but who you know.

You scratch my back and I got yours.

And the Railroads.. Don’t get me started on the beautiful railroads.

We turned down that money, to give out loans that aint never gonna get paid back

No Tax For Tracks my ass…

It’s about the Money

I it aint never gonna be enough

To feed the greed and hypocrisy that lives inside of each one of us.

It aint me, it aint me, it aint my side of the politics.

Yes it is, yes it is.  No matter how much you don’t want to admit

We are all living in this swamp together

If you really want to make it better

Talk to those who don’t agree

Turn off your God Damn TV

Ask some questions, read the news

Walk a mile in another man’s shoes

It’s alright to laugh cause it’s kinda funny

Don’t forget it’s all about Money……