There is no difference

Between you and your money

Your face is like a bank

Note that you never smile

On there, in god we trust

But where is the church

In the stock

Market me now

To buy me love

And believe in yesterday

Don’t beat me twice

Or I call my mum

And she will tell you off

Off the beaten track

There is no difference

Between you and a monkey

Monkey business

You’re high

On your tracks

You’re flat on

Your feet

Go down the aisle

Search for favorite cream

The new ham

And the crafty sauce

Your mum loves

There is no difference

Between a till and you

You both count on no one

But your wallet

To count your money

In change and notes

Nothing in your journal

About the death of

Your dad

Only numbers

And greed

Only fluffers

And deeds

There is no difference

Between you and your account

No balance to balance

Your life and your wallet

Which is the heaviest

You don’t know

And don’t even consider

That thing to be true

There is no difference

You look honest

But it’s only a look

And you don’t look

At what is not seen

What a mistake

There is no difference

Between a clown

In a circus

And you

Oh yes there is one

He is smiling

And people laugh

At least

There is no difference