Dog Coffee

Perpetrating counter culture she is walking through the park
 First light ugly and more muscular than the dark
 Pushing poems at the urban silence
 Drawing portraits of the passers-by
 Sitting on the curb
 Combining traffic sounds
 Getting dirty looks and dirty jeans
 On the dirty ground
 She says I can't figure out what kind of life this is
 Comedy or tragedy I just know it's show biz
 And what if I don't agree
 With the lines I have to read
 They don't pay me enough
 The way I see it
 Freedom and democracy
 That's the word from Washington every day
 The americat's asleep
 With warm milk and cliches
 And people are expendable along the way
 Your dollar is dependable
 What more can we say
 Would you like some dog coffee
 It's all that we've got
 You can have some
 You can have not
 Would you like some dog coffee
 It's all that we've got
 We're taking care of big business
 And meanwhile some of the beans rot