I’m new in town
and my only friendsare the cockroaches
that crawl on the floor and walls
they may carry some things
but they don’t carry cash
and they don’t take american express
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in this cheap 575 square foot studio apartment
walls are twiggy-thin and closing in
floors groan like an old man getting out of a chair
I’m almost out of booze and time
I’m down to my last few dollars
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staring out the window
neighbors cooking out on the grill
watching the planes comin’ into land
maybe I’ll take a walk down the street
don’t wanna think about my future
don’t wanna think about my past
sure don’t wanna think about the present
don’t wanna think, just wanna drink
some cheap wine will do; it’ll have to
