Poverty City Plays

You better jump in a save me or toss me a life boat For I’m at an unfortunate depth and I cannot swim And unexpectedly you have me confused with the other him Don’t play me, don’t play me, don’t play me Why don’t you let me in Or I’ll sleep beneath the trees In the lovely pines of sin I’d tell you not to worry but For fear that you probably won't I've got my suitcase From the Phoenix Underground to the Bemidji streets From the Blue Moon Saloon to the empty seats of Coda I’m back and forth against this wind Walking shaded in the face of the sun Ten minutes and I’m all done Your Purgatory lies beneath me And I’m not catholic So until warm weather beseech me So I’m tiptoeing on icees JP sings and he techno’s I fail to empty bottles or simply let go Media masses murder for the public’s interest She insist that I wear a girdle When I’m jig-sawing or playing Tetris Rain falls Shame calls Looks like we’ll drag Marla Up and down the malls Your purgatory lies beneath me And I’m not catholic So I’m tiptoeing on icees Until warm weather beseech me Lately the future’s freaked me out I’m indoors, she’s beneath the clouds I figure there’s no escaping this Awkward ending that we so often miss Days seem to swim through time Better than I tread the rivers A nickel, a silver, a pint, a pitcher And there goes my liver You better jump in a save me or toss me a life boat For I’m at an unfortunate depth and I cannot swim And unexpectedly you have me confused with the other him Don’t play me, don’t play me, don’t play me