[ Featuring Mathias Kom ]
The Rich Stuff
One of the first movies I remember seeing in the theatre
Was The Goonies, in Thunder Bay Ontario,
With my father in the year of your lord 1985
(The year of my lord that summer was 5745)
If you haven't seen it, it's about these kids out on the west coast
Trying to save their houses from foreclosure by the golf course developers
To whom their parents are inexplicably indentured
But they're just kids so they also like riding BMXes and having adventures
I won't spoil it, but there's a poignant scene down in a cave where the asthmatic protagonist tries to convince the other kids to pursue the pirate treasure or, as they all call it, the rich stuff,
Which could potentially prevent their neighbourhood from being eaten by a country club.
And he points way up to the bankers and grownups:
It's their time. Their time, up there.
Down here it's our time. It's our time down here.
They say there's a lot of winnings to be won
And it could be me
And it could be you this time, you never know
I'll take a 649 and a coffee to go
My lucky numbers are my birthday (typical,
And somewhat ironic, given that I was born in the middle of a global financial crisis
I cost $200,000 to raise, but they said I was priceless)
Once I went to bingo with a famous fiddler's family in Cape Breton
Although I was a stranger, his mom and dad were really nice to me,
And an old-timer told me that was just the natural kindness
Born from centuries of living on the losing end of the businesses of fishing and mining
While the bosses live up in cloud houses made of silver linings
It's their time. Their time, up there.
Down here it's our time. It's our time down here.
Time's up, time's up, up there,
Down here it's our time, it's our time down here
