Lyrics: Mate Picukarić
Music: Mate Picukarić
Hey Mister busker
There's this tune I know
It goes so and so
Could you play it after
Listening to you I felt like someone who
I forgot I've been
Who I haven't seen so long
So will this pay your rent
Would this be enough
Will you feel like you would want to feel
While pushing on this giant wheel with all of us
It'd be hard for me
I assume it's hard for you
To me it seems unfair
But then, do you even care?
You sure don't sing like you care
Hey mr busker
This old tune you play
Takes my breath away
Could you play it louder
Coming in you way
Didn't think I'd stay
Didn't think I'd feel
The way I haven't felt so long
So will this pay your rent
Would this be enough
Will you feel like you would want to feel
While pushing on this giant wheel with all of us
It'd be hard for me
I assume it's hard for you
To me it seems unfair
But then, do you even care?
You sure don't sing like you care
Do you care or do you not
It may be I ask a lot
We will talk another day, another time
Cause now the sun is slicing rooftops
Feathered crowd is going wild
So you keep singing and I hope I'll see you round