Redgum - The Money's No Good lyrics

You get out of bed about half-past seven Your days are hell so sleeping's heaven Unfold the paper over yesterday's tea Good morning Mr Howard, how do you feel? Another batch of figures says everything's fine But that's not what they are saying on the dole-form line Pocketful of silver like a pocket full of rocks You stagger down the road to the telephone box "That job's gone" says the person when you ring "You're the thirteenth today" as he drops the thing Postman at the gate just to make you feel better Another half a dozen no-job letters The debts pile up and your confidence goes And everyone in the family knows They sympathize because they feel they should Seven days a week and the money's no good So you wander around the house for hours at a time You're looking for a riff and you're looking for a rhyme Another cup of coffee, no sugar or cream While the sun goes down on your Australian dream The lady next door's screaming at her kids Because the dole didn't come but the landlord did You spend a half a day a week at the C.E.S. You get a flint-eyed stare from behind the desk I haven't got a job and you think it's a sin Don't you read the papers mate, where have you been? "They've shut down the shop and they've stopped our pay" Isn't it time we became annoyed, there are two generations unemployed.