Текст песни Exit Door - Stone Mecca

Exit Door
If I can not spare you a dime this time,
It's 'cause I'm short on mine.
I'll get you if I see you on a better day,
If we pass some way.
I probably gave my last to a friend of yours,
At the exit door.
What could I do he kinda looked like me,
Could pass for family.

And I know, oh oh oh
And I know oh oh oh

Pardon me, I'm on the street
Wonder why? Read the sign
What part of this don't you get?
When you look at me, what do you see?

I know at times I wonder what to think of you,
With money what you do.
If you go and spend it on a smoke or sip,
To sway your walk a bit.
Or it could be that you're a product of these times,
Just trying to survive.
I guess the time it takes for me to figure this...
Another dollar spent.

And I know, oh oh oh
And I know oh oh oh

Pardon me, I'm on the street
Wonder why? Read the sign
What part of this don't you get?
When you look at me, what do you see?

The caution in my mind is irrelevant,
No way of proven it.
Instead of wasting time I'll just by food for you,
Get rid of the excuse.
'Cause it could be that you're a product of these times,
Just trying to survive.
I guess the time it takes for me to figure this...
Another dollar spent.

And I know, oh oh oh
And I know oh oh oh

Pardon me, I'm on the street
Wonder why? Read the sign
What part of this don't you get?
When you look at me, what do you see?

Written by: Stone Mecca
© Nicriah Moon Publishing, SESAC