Surviving the Recession, Day-To-Day

I awoke again In the same godawful place, With wine bottles on the floor, and egg on my face "Thank Christ" I said... ...I honestly had no idea Since the last time I'd eaten, Where my next meal might be coming from This Holiday Season. They were fools to outlaw smoking indoors, Because now that I live uncomfortably In-between motel corridors: I have all the working time in the Free World To stand around outdoors And have my pick of the litter, As I literally pick through litter - To pick myself the best pre-smoked cigarettes, And then I redistribute the rest at a modest profit... ...So I've turned into a capitalist; Big deal! Just line me up against the wall next fall!!! What do I really care either way??? - I'm half dead anyway... From point A To point B And back again, Throughout the edge of the night: The cops won't let me sleep Someplace that's safe from The terrorizing nightlife Of an indifferently frigid street life, Where people like me are bait for the teenage: "Keep on walking; Get a job" the cops say - I wish the State would pay me To bully the police for a change. Next time I'm waiting at the breadline, I'm gonna conquest for the affections of a young butterbean: If ya know what I mean? ...Not a fan of Kropotkin I can see...