Woke this morning
Headache to kill
Cough that won’t quit
Popped another pill
Drag to the fridge
Looking for a beer
Get things started
To having not a care
Ashtray running over
They must be mine
Can’t remember last night
But had a good time
Need a carton of cigarettes
Down to my last beer
Go the market
Get this old car in gear
Take side streets
Can’t get pulled
Licenses suspended
No tags on this jewel
Gage on empty
I don’t really care
As long as I can get
My cigarettes and beer
I haven’t eaten
In I don’t know when
Late notice
My heat will end
Who can I call
Who can I tell
Won’t let me freeze
That I know well
The family knows
Every now and then
I need help
That’s why we have kin
Sputtered into the drive
Pizza driver glaring
“Next time friend”
Not a dime to spare
Can you drop that check by
You know I can’t drive
While you are at it
Can you spare another five
Yes mother
I have almost quit
No reason at all
To throw such a fit
You can check the fridge
No beer to be found
Can I get another ten
To get me to town
Yes Mother
I know you are old
But you don’t really want
Me out in the cold
After all Mother
Pay the rent, I know you care
I’ll buy my own damn
Cigarettes and beer
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