Money don’t live
And Money don’t die
Money don’t love
And Money don’t cry
Money and power
Money and fame
Money trumps Hearts
Money wins game
Money seeks money
Money gotta grow
Money burns hot
From down below
God hates money
I know it’s true
Look at the people
He gives it to
I walked barefoot to Alaska
Hoping I could please you
And with every single step
My resentment grew and grew
Gave up everything in life
Just to make you happy
So it’s totally your fault
That I feel so crappy
I’m a walking sacrifice
I carry my own cross
There’s masochistic gain
In every single loss
Existing just for others
Is how I seek contentment
I keep a full account
At the bank of resentment
by Richard W. Bray
You can’t send a box of sunshine
You can’t buy a pound of poise
You can’t purchase piles of pleasure
For deserving girls and boys
You can’t load a truck with love
You can’t take a piece of peace
You can’t give a ton of trust
To your nephew or your niece
You can’t hold a heap of hope
You can’t grab a jar of joy
You can’t harness all the happy
That your family might enjoy
You can’t find a font of freedom
You can’t choose a can of cheer
You can’t collect abstractions
But they exist when they are here
by Richard W. Bray
You said that
I was boney
You can’t ride
My pony
You said I
Was a fool
Don’t swim
In my pool
Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you
You said that
I’m unstable
Don’t come sit
At my table
You said that
I look funny
You can’t
Pet my bunny
Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you
Maybe I
Should try again
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Dippy Dippy Dippy Dippy
Dippy Dippy Dappy
Give someone another chance
And you will be more happy
by Richard W. Bray
Life’ll wallop your desire
Life’ll sock you in the eye
Life’ll set your guts on fire
Life’ll make you wanna cry
Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground
Life’ll pulverize your wishin
Life’ll shatter your heart
Life’ll tackle your ambition
Life’ll tear your world apart
Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground
Life’ll crumble your dreams
Life’ll brutalize your soul
Life’ll make you wanna scream
Life’ll detonate your goals
Don’t beat yourself up
Don’t put yourself down
Just keep your head up
And try and stay above ground
by Richard W. Bray
Skweeples aren’t people
Their foreheads are blue
They eat with their noses
And talk with them, too
Skweeples aren’t people
They laugh with their ears
They sleep upside down
And cry purple tears
Skweeples aren’t people
Their bodies are green
They play in the swamp
And they hate to be clean
Skweeples aren’t people
They live in old cars
They drink stagnant water
And eat lice and tar
Skweeples aren’t people
But they love each other
On Saturday night
They all call their mother
People aren’t skweeples
That’s easy to see
I don’t bother them
And they don’t bother me
Skweeples are skweeples
They do what they do
They belong in the open
Not locked in a zoo
by Richard W. Bray
Why swagger, then?
The Gnat’s supremacy is large as Thine —
—Emily Dickinson
I’m an influential person
I’ve got important things to do
I have a giant office
And I don’t have time for you
I’m an influential person
I am big and you are small
I have a slew of little people
Waiting at my beck and call
I’m an influential person
People do the things I say
If you aren’t here to serve me
Then please just go away
Pardon my existence
I don’t mean to waste your time
I’m here to serve some papers
You’ve been accused of heinous crime
Some of your endowments
Are certainly excessive
But your wisdom and compassion
Are not at all impressive
It’s a silly, silly man
Who does not realize
There are no little people
And souls don’t have a size
by Richard W. Bray
Figuring out just who
I wanna be
Is a burden
On my sensibility
I try to take
Responsibility
For how my deeds
Affect society
But every move
A person ever makes
Ripples like a stone
Dropped in a lake
So please don’t ask me
What you oughta do
It’s exhausting and it’s
Time-consuming too
Don’t wanna tell nobody
What to do
I’ll just be me and
You can just be you
by Richard W. Bray
You’re a real sweet guy
You treat a lady right
So let’s get together
And warm up the night
I’m ready to romp
I’m ready to rumble
I’m ready to hit
The hay for a tumble
I can’t say
If we’re gonna work out
So let’s have some fun
While we figure it out
We can give it a go
And keep sweet company
Before we start sharing
Our whole history
Are you ready for me?
Cuz I’m ready for you
But I ain’t in the mood
For an interview
I can’t say
If we’re gonna work out
So let’s have some fun
While we figure it out
You live awhile
And then you’re dead
And everything
You did and said
Disappears without a trace
Welcome to the human race
Your days will wither
Down to dust
In wind and rain
And fire and rust
Stars burn hard
And then they’re gone
Their residue
Goes living on
Fire breathes
And ashes give
The universe is
Dust that lives
by Richard W. Bray
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