MAKING A KILLING By Tom Jensen
Strings break
Voices crack
Smooth skin wrinkles
It's just a matter of fact
The years add up
When you do the math
But you know us
We don't worry 'bout that
Now tell me why is that?
Is what the people ask
It's because all we need is love
And what we carry on our backs
We find that to be
just perfectly enough stuff
Along with the kid
and a couple of crazy cats
That come walking with us
As we try to find out where we're at
While we make our living
pied-pipering the rats
So sing and walk with us
Once we've gained your trust
Our army has been making a killing
Charging just a quarter per hug...yeah...
So sing and walk with us
When you see a big cloud of dust
A rolling rally coming down the ally
Or maybe that's smoke -- I just got a head rush!!!