Charles Bukowski - I’ve Always Had Problems With Money (Live) lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - I’ve Always Had Problems With Money Live lyrics]
I've always had trouble with money
This one place I worked, everybody ate
Hot dogs and potato chips in
The company cafeteria
For three days before payday i wanted steaks
I even went to the manager of the
Cafeteria and demanded that he serve steaks
He refused i'd forget payday
I'd had a high rate of absenteeism
And payday would arrive and everybody
Would start talking about it
"Payday?" I'd say
"Hell is this payday? I forgot to
Pick up my last check"
"Stop the bullshit man"
"No no I mean it!" I'd jump up
And go down to payroll and sure
Enough there'd be a check and I'd come
Back and show it to them
"Jesus Chris I forgot all about it!"
For some reason they'd get angry
Then the payroll clerk would come around
I'd have two checks "Jesus" I'd say
"Two checks?" and they were angry
Some of them were working two jobs
The worst day it was raining very hard
I didn't have a rain coat so I put on
A very old coat I hadn't worn for months
And I walked in a little
Late while they were working
I looked in the coat for
Some cigarettes and found
A five dollar bill in the side pocket
"Hey look" I said, "I just found a five
Dollar bill I didn't know I had
That's funny"
"Hey man, knock off that shit"
"No, no I'm serious really
I remember wearing this coat when I get drunk
In the bars i've been rolled too
Often I've got this fear
I take money out of my wallet
And hide it all over me"
"Sit down and go to work"
I reached into an inside pocket, "Hey look
Here's a twenty! God there's a twenty I
Never knew I had I'm rich!"
"You're not funny, son of a bitch"
"Hey, my god, here's another
Twenty! Too much, Too too much
I knew I didn't spend all
That money that night
I thought I'd been rolled again"
I kept searching the coat
"Hey here's a ten and here's
A fiver! My God!"
"Listen, I'm telling you to sit
Down and shut up"
"My god I'm rich I don't
Even need this job!" "Man, sit down"
I found another ten after I sat down
But I didn't say anything
I could feel waves of hatred
And I was confused
They believe I plotted the whole thing
Just to make them feel bad
I didn't want to
People who live on hot dogs
And potato chips for three
Days before payday, Feel bad enough
This one place I worked, everybody ate
Hot dogs and potato chips in
The company cafeteria
For three days before payday i wanted steaks
I even went to the manager of the
Cafeteria and demanded that he serve steaks
He refused i'd forget payday
I'd had a high rate of absenteeism
And payday would arrive and everybody
Would start talking about it
"Payday?" I'd say
"Hell is this payday? I forgot to
Pick up my last check"
"Stop the bullshit man"
"No no I mean it!" I'd jump up
And go down to payroll and sure
Enough there'd be a check and I'd come
Back and show it to them
"Jesus Chris I forgot all about it!"
For some reason they'd get angry
Then the payroll clerk would come around
I'd have two checks "Jesus" I'd say
"Two checks?" and they were angry
Some of them were working two jobs
The worst day it was raining very hard
I didn't have a rain coat so I put on
A very old coat I hadn't worn for months
And I walked in a little
Late while they were working
I looked in the coat for
Some cigarettes and found
A five dollar bill in the side pocket
"Hey look" I said, "I just found a five
Dollar bill I didn't know I had
That's funny"
"Hey man, knock off that shit"
"No, no I'm serious really
I remember wearing this coat when I get drunk
In the bars i've been rolled too
Often I've got this fear
I take money out of my wallet
And hide it all over me"
"Sit down and go to work"
I reached into an inside pocket, "Hey look
Here's a twenty! God there's a twenty I
Never knew I had I'm rich!"
"You're not funny, son of a bitch"
"Hey, my god, here's another
Twenty! Too much, Too too much
I knew I didn't spend all
That money that night
I thought I'd been rolled again"
I kept searching the coat
"Hey here's a ten and here's
A fiver! My God!"
"Listen, I'm telling you to sit
Down and shut up"
"My god I'm rich I don't
Even need this job!" "Man, sit down"
I found another ten after I sat down
But I didn't say anything
I could feel waves of hatred
And I was confused
They believe I plotted the whole thing
Just to make them feel bad
I didn't want to
People who live on hot dogs
And potato chips for three
Days before payday, Feel bad enough