Riverbank

I throw my money in the river
And I’m lucid while it shimmers
But the undertow is stronger than I thought
I throw my money in the river
And I’m happy while it shimmers
Then I regret the stupid things that I have bought
Doodoo…
In the temple of consumption
Every store wants my transactions
There’s a tightrope that I walk without a doubt
In the temple of consumption
My dole money has a function
Until I realize my balance is whipped out
Doodoo…
Tailor made shirts and French tile
Cotton rich socks in argyle
Face creams, lotions and potions
I’m still me
Doodoo…
No dough!