Ok, I’m working too hard! I missed blogging about Equal Pay Day this year, although I did remember to wear red that day! I’m a big supporter of equal pay of course. The other thing I’m just as activist about is that women and men don’t make business their whole lives. In honor of that, I will post a still very insightful song in terms of what can happen if it’s only ever all about making the money.
I’ve loved this song since I was a kid and my parents would play Ray Stevens during their neighborhood dinner parties. And while the song is titled, "Mr. Businessman", in this day and age it could be just as easily titled "Ms. Businesswoman".
And I’ve got to say this would have made for a great background song for the Enron documentary.
Let it be a reminder that despite what the world may tell us, life can be extraordinarily rewarding and good if you just take the time to "smell the roses" too.
I also truly believe that with the continued demand for real and honest communication online and offline grows, so to does the need lessen for material wealth and riches to be our only definers.
Mr Businessman Lyrics
Artist: Ray Stevens
Itemize the things you covet
As you squander through your life
Bigger cars, bigger houses
Term insurance for your wife
Tuesday evenings with your harlot
And on Wednesdays it’s your charlatan
analyst, he’s high upon your list
You’ve got air conditioned sinuses
And dark disturbing doubts about religion
And you keep those cards and letters going out
While your secretary’s tempting you
Your morals are exempting you from guilt and shame
Heaven knows you’re not to blame
(CHORUS:)
You better, Take care of business Mr. Businessman
What’s your plan?
Get down to business Mr. Businessman if you can
(Before it’s too late and you throw your life away) 1st time
Did you see your children growing up today
And did you hear the music of their laughter
As they set about to play
Did you catch the fragrance of those roses in your garden
Did the morning sunlight warm your soul,
Brighten up your day
Do you qualify to be alive
or is the limit of your senses so as only to survive
Hey yeah…..
Spending counterfeit incentive
Wasting precious time and health
Placing value on the worthless
Disregarding priceless wealth
You can wheel and deal the best of them
And steal it from the rest of them
You know the score, their ethics are a bore
Eighty-six anesthetic crutches prop you to the top
Where the smiles are all synthetic
And the ulcers never stop
When they take that final inventory,
Yours will be the same sad story everywhere
No one will really care, no one more lonely than
This rich important man, let’s have your autograph
Endorse your epitaph
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