I am old and retired
Always hated having to work
Found ways and means
To get away from this
Poverty and near vagrancy the answer
Luciky I had a friend
Who helped with the transition
From one cheap lodging to the next
But I still wake up bruskly
From nightmares where I have
To shake my ass from the sheets
And go seek hand to mouth jobs
Some sort of revenge
From some sort of vey nasty god.
Until all of ''whatever'' is paid in full.