You there
Buddy can you spare a dime?
You in the suit
In the French suit
From Woolworth's
Grab yourself right over here and show me a good time
Oh you can see the light
for ten centavos
You can transcend your harsh metaphysical reality
while you climb
for a dime, for dime, for a dime
Hey you, "mother theresa"
Don't you give me that
holierthanroller face
Sad faces don't get you anything
but a Nobel prize
Give me a dime
and beat it
Oh you can be so kind
for a lousy dime
Patent leather faces rushing
that are frozen in dreams
that are closed into a scene
You can be Albert Schweitzer or Florence Nightingale
Philanthropist for a day
for an eternal second
You'd like that wouldn't you?
You can put yourself on a pedestal while you climb so high
Buddy, can you spare you spare a dime?
Can you a pair of dimes?
Can you spare a paradigm?
Give me your gold, you're tired -- I'M HUNGRY!
Holy faces
Sturdy railings
Truth is our foundation
is crumbling into
Dust the banners
Wave all the china at the well-bred races
Shine like aluminum in children's faces
Bank your indulgences and keep up paces
Paint a hero
Oil a scene
There is nothing better than past
to define a futuristic reason for your completing
wardrobes, theses, passion
Searching for pullers of knives in rocks
Power
Shallow water
New meanings
Old refrains
And lives sway
like the wheat in the fields when it rains
Despues de una discusion aestetica de los colores de las cortinas royales,
todos los progresistas del pais pronunciaron su condena energica.
Todos los sectores de derechos tambien hicieron declaraciones
en defensa de sus convicciones
Far from the garish procession
A ray
Melting the postures
Loosening the gaintrap, controlling the essence
releasing the monstrance, refinding the present to
find a certain hot inside this frozen tundra-like existential flotsam
Molding icons
to a fashion
Blasting tunnel vision
Set your places then
Fork it over
Give it with zest as your digest your model
Review a saint and give a child its bottle
Pass the fat and smile with deep compassion
Epitomize your
social scene
There is nothing
harder than hope
to dissolve morbid cursor
writing over our
query, laughter, urge to balance
Searching for pullers of knives in rocks
Power
Shallow water
New meanings
Old refrains
And gods sway
like the wheat in the fields when it rains