Текст песни The Bum Song - Rusty Cage

Let's go down the rabbit hole
On these streets is where I roam
Got my pack and paper sign
Spent my money buyin' time
All I need is 50 cents
Got no bills, don't pay no rent
Got no home, life is cheap
Behind the dumpster where I sleep
But oh my God, look at my sin!
Drunk off a bottle full of homemade gin!
Ragged old coat, hole in my shoe
Just need a dollar for a can of beef stew
'Scuse me there mister, can you spare a dime?
Haven't had a meal for a very long time
Even just a nickel, I'll be on my way
Can you help me out buddy, whaddaya say?
I said requiem, requiem
What do you expect from a dirty ol' bum
Requiem, requiem, requiem of the crazies
I think my mind is slippin'
There's voices in my brain
There's poison in the water
Slowly driving me insane
I think I'm being followed
They watch my every move
No one believes me 'cause it's all impossible to prove
But oh my God, it's all in my head
Just hangin' on by a sliver of thread
Rotten brown teeth, haven't had a bath
Better hold your breath if we ever cross paths
I said, pardon me brother, could you spare a dime?
I haven't had a meal for a very long time
Even just a quarter, I'll be on my way
Can ya help me out buddy, waddaya say?
I said requiem, requiem
What do you expect from a dirty ol' bum
Requiem, requiem, requiem of the crazies
Requiem, requiem, requiem of the crazies
Requiem, requiem, requiem of the crazies