I Want It All 
Sitting in my cardboard box room
Only small coin in my hand
Flip on the tube, there’s happy people
Living well across the land
Got bright smiles and new clothing
Spending money just for fun
Why should they have all the pleasure
Why not let me dance in the sun
I want it all
I want it all and then some
I want it all
I want it all for myself
I work my fingers to the marrow
I don’t complain, do what I’m told
But every week my check keeps shrinking
While suits upstairs rake in the gold
I don’t wish bad on anybody
That’s what I’d say if you would ask
But in my heart I know I’m lying
I’m plotting out a darker task
I got a plan to get my share now
Gonna keep it short and sweet
I’m gonna make a revolution
And crush the pigs beneath my feet
Put all their money in a pile
I’ll swim in it like Scrooge McDuck
And when the poor creeps come round begging
Laugh in their face, won’t give a fuck
I want it all
I want it all and then some
I want it all
I want it all for myself
Geoff Blanchette is a writer and actor based in Westerly, RI You can find more of his writings here Notes from a summer of discontent
Would you like to add your opinion? Instead of commenting on this post please write/create something to be shared with the community.
Wanna read more? Here’s another great piece in our Morality Collection Moraldom by Saschia Johnson
Jayne.press 