Ballad of the Bum

Hey man, I'm from a far away place

And I ain't got no food for my face.

So give me some of your cash,

I promise I won't make a dash.

No, I won't run for the border.

Hell, I need more than a quarter!

Yeah, I know you're a truster.

Guess what, I'm a hustler.

I need some gas for my car.

Actually, I just want to go to a bar.

Spare me money from your pocket

Trust me, I won't hock it.

I might as well be stealing

From this fool I'm dealing.

Too bad for you not to know,

I'm not your average Joe.

I really own a Mercedes,

In my lawn there are daisies.

A big house by the beach.

You might as well call me a leech.

But you'll never figure it out,

You wont listen to your doubt

Cuz you're too nice of a guy.

I normally wear a suit and tie.

Isn't that how life goes?

Don't know anything past the end of your nose.

Well, we know who wears the blinders in your family.