Payday, Payday

Paying some lads for showing the way
Singing songs "Say you, say me"
Packaging maidens shopping around
As the husk of grain from their granary

Each will be paid accordingly
Some with just with a bat of an eyelash
For their awakening into this world
From some hidden spring from an Oasis

But some will be kneading the dough
To bake the bread for sustenance
Some will purchase butter for better taste
Some will cook meat for our muscle

To top it all for an aftertaste
Decadence minicakes served in a tray