Loose Change

On my dresser
Ya my dresser
Lies a crinkled
dollar
bill
dollar
bob
dollar
fred
some change, too
some change would be good
and it jingle jingles in your
po-cket
change change
burns a hole
they say
in your pocket
well change
change change
burns a hole in my heart
ba-boom
ba-boom
boom-ba-doom
But if I let the festering flesh heal over
and keep burning and
burning again
the fire
the heat
the breathing
the coughing
the pain
is the life
that we've made
and we're all so sweet smiles
in our hot burning pain
we lie and we slap
and hey
we can walk, too,
ya hey, we can walk...
and we can cook and
we can sing and write
and play and work
so hey, put us to work cuz you can
but we can't do one thing
just one.
we can't live