The Bum Song

Music: Benjamin Stuart Steele Let's go down the rabbit hole On there streets is where I roam Got my pack and paper sign Spend my monkey buying time I say,"All I need is 50 cents" Got no bills,don't pay no rent Got no home,life is cheap Behind the dumpster where I sleep But,oh,my God,look at my sin Drunk off a bottle full of homemade gin Ragged old coat,hole in my shoe Just need a dollar for a can of beef stew "Excuse me there,mister,can you spare a dime? I haven't had a meal for a very long time Give me just a nickel,I'll be on my way Can you help me out,buddy,whaddaya say?" I said,"Requiem,requiem What do you expect from a dirty old bum? Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies" I think my mind is slippin' There's voices in my brain There's poison in the water Slowly driving me insane I think I'm being followed They watch my every move No one believes me 'Cause it's all impossible to prove But,oh,my God,it's all in my head Just hangin' on by a sliver of thread Rotten brown teeth,haven't had a bath Better hold your breath if we ever cross paths Saying,"Pardon me,brother,could you spare a dime? I haven't had a meal for a very long time Give me just a quarter,I'll be on my way Can ya help me out,buddy,whaddaya say?" I said,"Requiem,requiem What do you expect from a dirty old bum? Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies Requiem,requiem Requiem of the crazies"