I see the kids drinking in the park
late at night and the spirit moves me
and I don't mind being afraid
old man with no clothes
leanin' on my fence
tell me where the money goes
and the food don't taste the same
I'm gettin' fast of being the last
you know I don't need to waste no time
you can call me once a week
tell me where 've been
phony lady layin' flat on the road
and the helicopter going by
and I'm down to the sound of a sky turned brown
and I'm lovin' everything you say
I don't think it's funny
when you shave both of my arms
lately I've ben spittin' out things
that I didn't mean to say
that's alright now, you don't listen
to me anyway