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The Panhandler

I've got nothing to say,
But you can pay me anyway
Food for my family,
I've still got bills to pay,
And they won't go away
I've lost control of my mind,
It keeps me in time
Is this my time on the breadline

HOW DID I GET HERE?

At the corner of this freeway,
On the edge of this city
There's no time to wonder
If I don't get paid for nothing,
I'll die for lack of something, and what did I hear?
(Are) you expecting some philosophy
For a quarter's worth of beer?
You'll feel better, 'cause that's why I'm here

I walk into the morning,
With no fear for the future
And you won't catch me inside,
'Cause I'm legitimate, and I give a damn
I'm gonna sit on your street, and act real meek
You just act like you know me

HOW DID I GET HERE?

On the corner of Third Street
In the shelter of this bookstore

I WANT YOU ALL HERE!

So you know I'm not pretending,
I've a halfway act for real,
You'll feel better
If it's bitter then it's easy, it's harder to be joyful
You'll feel better, 'cause that's why I'm here

(John Taylor)
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