A truck parked this morning outside the grocery store

Friends face the future, they're wearin' summer clothes

Great cosmic forces like fallin' dominoes

I love talking funny, it's the only song I know

Sweet, smart, and sexy, the day my life began

Burnt out and damaged, I dragged my body home

This slice is runny, it's running down my clothes

And flies stick to honey, it's the only game they know

Poor boy, I walk into the river in my hat and shoes

Poor boy, I'm sittin' at the table with a knife and spoon

Live fast, die happy, don't let your panties show

They trust market forces, it's the only song they know

So come and rock my soul where sin and sorry lie

White horses carry me on to the other side

Poor boy, I'm livin' in a country where my thoughts are cold

Poor boy, I'm waitin' for the harvest of the seeds I sow

A flower in the night with thoughts of days gone

I've got to ring that bell and I'll be satisfied

Poor boy, I'm wearin' silver slippers and a long white gown

Poor boy, I picture in my mind the day the walls come down

Poor boy, I'm livin' in a country where I'm never free

Poor boy, I'm writing down the names of all the things I see