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every time i open my mouth
i take off my clothes
i’m raw and frostbitten from
being exposed
i got red scabby hands
and purple scabby feet
and you can smell me coming from
halfway down the street

and i remember that old hotel had quite the smell
where i’d go to use the phone
between the donut shop and the pizza parlor
where i learned to live alone
sweet sixteen and smiling
my way out of any jam
learning the ways of the world, oh my
learning the ways of man

and i didn’t really want a baby
and i guess i had a choice
but i just let it grow inside me
this persistent little voice
and i guess i got her off and running
and run off is what she did
and that’s part of what i think about
think about that kid

so now there’s nothing left to wish upon
except for p-ssing cars
the cacophony of city lights
is drowning out the stars
this park bench is a life boat
and the rest a big dark sea
and i’m just gonna lie here until
something comes and finds me

yeah i got this tired old face
still grinning most of the time
just ’cause it don’t have a better way
to express what’s on it’s mind
and i got this running monologue
entertaining in it’s outrage
and i’ve got the air of an animal
that’s been living in a cage

every time i open my mouth
i take off my clothes
i’m raw and frostbitten from
being exposed
i got red scabby hands
and purple scabby feet
and you can smell me coming from
halfway down the street

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