Charles Bukowski, Whitey - Broken lyrics

A man comes to my door
Selling needles and thread, I send him away
A man comes to my door selling
Needles and thread, I send him away
The whole city like vomit across the plain
I send him away

My love, my years find it, find it
Broken, broken

A man comes to my door
Selling needles and thread, I send him away
A man comes to my door
Selling needles and thread, I send him away
The whole city like vomit across the plain
I send him away my love, my years
Turn back into the room

The wars, and the days, the nights, the cars
Broken into echelons, getting onto elevators
Broken into me, broken into thou
Broken, broken

Broken into buses going by broken into smoke
And sleep and no sleep

A moth a mouth
A month a minute

Broken like a string, broken like fingers
Ashtrays, Christmases, New Years
Broken like a bottle, an eye

Broken like men, broken like dogs
Broken, broken the fences, broken
Broken into a wrong number
Broken like alka-seltzer find it broken

A man comes to my door
Selling needles and thread, I send him away
A man comes to my door
Selling needles and thread, I send him away
The whole city like vomit across the plain
I send him away

My love, my years find it, find it
Broken, broken

Broken like men, broken like dogs
Broken, broken the fences, broken

Broken into a wrong number
Broken like alka-seltzer find it broken

The watches and the ways - all is terminated
The end is a dirty piece of bone, broken
The entire world sobs like an old woman

Hammer and leash hammer and leash
Hammer and leash