Another Fifty Cents

Another day, another “fifty cents” We used to say “another dollar” But this is the year two thousand twelve At current prices, you wanna holler It's the age of out of control spending We're lucky to survive every month Where it's all heading is anybody's guess We need to save up a whole big bunch Save for the future, I know it's hard But money you can put away now Will seem like money straight from heaven When you no longer can push a plough I may be an alarmist, you could be right But it's a matter of survival for me Before long, it's five minutes to midnight So be prepared as you possibly can be Another day, another “fifty cents” Have you checked out the price of eggs? We're lucky to rub two pennies together Except for what we get when we beg! © Jack Ellison 2012