In a world of thanks or no thanks where each grumbling tank fires a shell to remind you that this isn't hell and the street corner dwellers,those newspaper sellers try to hawk you the news as if their views were their own
and in the window displays that lay out the facts,that you ain't got no money and can't pay your tax
where the odds are stacked against you but you knew that anyway,
there's a sunny day arriving soon,a good tune playing on the wireless set,just have faith we'll get there yet.
Thanks.