There is something to be said about feeling good and
when I feel good I'll let you know what that may be
until then
I'll move along on my sorrowful way and wait mournfully
until I have something to say

and I'm not on my own
I can hear millions groan
billions moan

If only I'd known that
the money I'd blown
could have been better
invested
and the coming and going
of cash and what's owing
defeats me

death cheats me
and I live.