Ashes Of American Flags

The cash machine is blue and green
 For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee
 I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents
 On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes
 I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck
 How hot and sorrowful, the machine begs for luck
 All my lies are always wishes
 I know I would die if I could come back new
 We want a good life with a nose for things
 The fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering
 I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue
 Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?
 All my lies are always wishes
 I know I would die if I could come back new
 I'm down on my hands and knees
 Every time I hear a doorbell ring
 I shake like a toothache
 Every time I hear myself sing
 All my lies are only wishes
 I know I would die if I could come back new
 I would like to salute
 The ashes of American flags
 And all the fallen leaves
 Filling up shopping bags