Charles Bukowski - Trashcan lives lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - Trashcan lives lyrics]
The wind blows hard tonight
And it's a cold wind
And I think about
The boys on the row
I hope some of them have a bottle of
Red it's when you're on the row
That you notice that
Everything
Is owned
And that there are locks on
Everything
This is the way a democracy
Works:
You get what you can
Try to keep that
And add to it
If possible
This is the way a dictatorship works too
Only they either enslave or
Destroy their
Derelicts
We just forgot ours
In either case
It's a hard
Cold
Wind
And it's a cold wind
And I think about
The boys on the row
I hope some of them have a bottle of
Red it's when you're on the row
That you notice that
Everything
Is owned
And that there are locks on
Everything
This is the way a democracy
Works:
You get what you can
Try to keep that
And add to it
If possible
This is the way a dictatorship works too
Only they either enslave or
Destroy their
Derelicts
We just forgot ours
In either case
It's a hard
Cold
Wind