Hick, you're totally right. Hey Headband, I'm really sorry to hear about how you're getting whacked with the payments to the man.
Cabaret is a classic. If you've never seen it, it's worth watching. The *little* blond kid singing in the beer-garden is a scary truth.
Here's the lyrics to the song that is appropriate for your situation:
copied from:
http://www.ocap.ca/songs/moneymon.html
Money, Money
from the musical: Cabaret
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkRIbUT6u7Q
Money makes the world go around,
the world go around, the world go around,
Money makes the world go around,
it makes the world go round.
A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound,
a buck or a pound, a buck or a pound,
Is all that makes the world go around,
that clinking clanking sound,
Can make the world go round.
If you happen to be rich, and you feel like a night's entertainment,
You can pay for a gay escapade.
If you happen to be rich, and alone and you need a companion,
You can ring ting-a-ling for the maid.
If you happen to be rich and you find you are left by your lover,
Tho you moan and you groan quite a lot,
You can take it on the chin,
call a cab and begin to recover on your fourteen carat yacht.
Money makes the world go around,
the world go around, the world go around,
Money makes the world go around,
of that we both are sure.
(Raspberry) On being poor.
When you haven't any coal in the stove and you freeze in the winter
And you curse to the wind at your fate.
When you haven't any shoes on your feet and your coat's thin as paper
And you look thirty pounds underweight,
When you go to get a word of advice from the fat little pastor,
he will tell you to love evermore.
But when hunger comes to rap, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, at the window
See how love flies out the door.
For money makes the world go around, the world go around,
the world go around.
Money makes the world go around,
the clinking, clanking sound
of Money, money, money, money,
Money, money, money, money,
Get a little, get a little,
Money, money, money, money,
Mark, a yen, a buck or a pound,
That clinking, clanking clunking sound
is all that makes the world go round,
It makes the world go round.
(Very good performance by Lisa Minelli and way better with the music.)
The man says he needs a secretary. She costs. Then she needs paper and pens. They cost. Now a stationary supplier is needed. He has to make money too. He needs a truck. Trucks cost a lot. Truck needs gas. I don't even wanna talk about gas.
All this because as Hick says, "It's the money". From the moment you got pulled over, the money ball started rolling faster and faster downhill.
Ticket, cops salary, cops uniform, cops car, cops station, cops insurance, cops this, cops that... Lot's of money is needed.
You just bought an engine overhaul for a cop car.
What a world!