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