No one cares
The wind is blowing cold tonight
and I start thinking about the people sleeping on the streets;
I hope they have a bottle of whiskey tucked under their dirty pillows.
It’s when you’re on the street
that you notice that everything is free
and nothing had big locks with scary combination passwords,
This is the way our democracy should work;
You keep what you have without the possibility of stealing from others.
And this is the way our people get looted too,
Because they were too crazy to leave it one the street.
The wind is cold tonight.
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