Money in my pocket
I said "Money in my pocket
Now when you climb and when you lock
But unaccountably my heart has grown small and mean
The tape is running I push the button to send
My liver in bad condition like my skin
I may mistaken be
And when you lock and bolt the door
And when you lock and bolt the door
I sometimes lose all feeling in my feet
But I patiently wait on the path to humanity
And there's a spattering of seeds
Just think of those out in the cold and dark
When I sleep I'll do my deep in the mainstream
But I just can't give no love
Upon each other we all depend, message end
People go round, and round and round
Whoever asks my name or where I came from
'Cause there's not enough love to go round
But I just can't give no love"
I hurry past wretched people I pretend I haven't seen
Losing your hair
I tell you, wake up
'Cause there is not enough love to go round
Money in my pocket
You look fresher, but all I got is dirt in my hair
Dirty, cold, hurting, sold down the river
'Cause there's not enough love to go round
I try not to let it get me down but my head's starting to pound
Usually someone already half ate it
It's in the air
'Cause there's not enough love to go round
Now when you climb and when you lock
You people need a shake up
Worrying, scurrying here, there
Hurt the time in, I'm gonna struggle for air
Rain falling once again, I'm in my bed
People fear contamination if they chary too long
Just think of those out in the cold and dark
Now when you climb into your bed tonight
'Cause there's not enough love to go round
No wonder you appear under pressure from here
But there's money in my pocket and my clothes are clean
There's hair in my food when I get it
But I just can't give no love
Now when you climb into your bed tonight
I carry a strong scent of despair
I’m broken and hard to repair
From one I get a cigarette, a little more love found
But the ground is still wet, my teeth are chattering
But I just can't give no love"
My nightmares manifest but I can escape
Just think of those out in the cold and dark
Just think of those out in the cold and dark
Yours is in your chest with no form or shape
You take up so much time
I said "Money in my pocket
I sit at the gates
Just think of those out in the cold and dark
No money to spare, no love to share
