Charles Bukowski - The Last Days Of The Suicide Kid lyrics

I can see myself now
After all these suicide days and nights
Being wheeled out of one of
Those sterile rest homes (of course
This is only if I get famous and lucky)
By a subnormal and bored nurse
There I am sitting upright in my wheelchair
Almost blind
Eyes rolling backward into the dark
Part of my skull looking
For the mercy of death
Isn't it a lovely day, Mr bukowski
O, yeah, yeah the children walk past and
I don't even exist and lovely women walk by
With big hot hips
And warm buttocks and tight hot everything
Praying to be loved and I don't even
Exist it's the first sunlight we've
Had in 3 days, Mr bukowski
Oh, yeah, yeah
There I am sitting upright in my wheelchair
Myself whiter than this sheet of paper
Bloodless
Brain gone, gamble gone, me, Bukowski, Gone
Isn't it a lovely day, Mr bukowski
O, yeah, yeah pissing in my pajamas
Slop drooling out of my mouth
2 young schoolboys run by
Hey, did you see that old guy
Christ, yes, he made me sick!
After all the threats to do so
Somebody else has committed suicide for me
At last
The nurse stops the wheelchair, breaks a
Rose from a nearby bush, Puts it in my hand
I don't even know
What it is it might as well be my pecker
For all the good it does