I’ve got pockets full of Emptiness
A wallet full of Holes
A Million Dollar piece of Sky
And a Mouth full of GOLD
Trouble don’t belong 2 me
I just borrow it now & then
If I could have owned It
I would have hocked it way back when
The City Park is my Address
But I’ve stayed in some not so nice Jails
I’ve eat a lot of Hocks & Beans
But I’ve never made my own Bail
I’ve tried my hand at dis & dat
But nothing’ seemed 2 work
My hand got caught in dis & dat
My mouth’s never had the right words
When it’s Hot I don’t buy cloths
When it’s cold I jog a lot
So send my gas bill 2 the White House
And put my Mail in the Trouble Slot
Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 6:47 AM UTC
I’ve got pockets full of Emptiness
A wallet full of Holes
A Million Dollar piece of Sky
And a Mouth full of GOLD
Trouble don’t belong 2 me
I just borrow it now & then
If I could have owned It
I would have hocked it way back when
The City Park is my Address
But I’ve stayed in some not so nice Jails
I’ve eat a lot of Hocks & Beans
But I’ve never made my own Bail
I’ve tried my hand at dis & dat
But nothing’ seemed 2 work
My hand got caught in dis & dat
My mouth’s never had the right words
When it’s Hot I don’t buy cloths
When it’s cold I jog a lot
So send my gas bill 2 the White House
And put my Mail in the Trouble Slot
CH 1980