Money For Syrup
There are people who lived before us
That still wouldn't want anyone to know
That they signed up for a job
So they could buy chewing gum
and they are mad that they have to wear clothes
There are people that have done
"Only God knows"
Can you imagine
The life some people lead
When they have suffered in captivity
And think water is something no one needs
They do not fight
They do not wander or go astray
Yes I can see through a paycheck
That there is a payroll and exec somewhere along the way
I do not send messages to "tellers"
I see when "beings" cut off the stove
I send my argument past the repairman
Straight to the electrician it goes
They think I can see through walls or something
Or talk to someone that isn't there
I'm not paying the light bill because you ran out of syrup somewhere "out there"
Yes I cans see over the rainbow
I can tell you know I purchased pizza too
I made it so you still have a dweller that can pay
This is a conversation
They do not understand I can have with you
I went to the librbary
I know how to wash and fold my clothes
I know you are asking if I can send you money for syrup
And I keep telling you "No"