As I dwelled throughout this town
I could feel the people frown
What's he doing here by day?
Hasn't he a place to stay?
Calling out for help I said:
I've got neither home nor bed
Please gimme some bucks, alright,
So I can make it through the night
People smiled, their eyes went cold
Sticking to what they'd been told
Giving money's just a waste
Another bottle is all he'll taste
Now I'm trembling without sound
As the pink sun hits the ground
While the people head for home
I lock up my cardboard dome
All these days just come and go
People hasting through and fro
And I ask them, beg them too
Please, let me be one of you. |
