i look for signs in all the cardboard signs never find them keep my money
keep the windows open keep cold hands keep my lighter busy devil dancing all the way behind me
not a pretty picture by day, a five year old child who needs to be told what to do
if they hadn't have cut out my tongue old boy, I'd really have a lot to say about the guy in the purple bandanna, hadn't seen him in months, but he re-emerged recently, he is still short, his hair is still curly he still carries himself importantly
looking so ridiculous to me it's been mean out lately
a woman is yelling at him he calls her a **** she keeps right on yelling she really has a lot to say
she keeps on walking away in both directions and she keeps on coming back