And old Indian bo's
With no stockings on
Just Chinese Shuffle
Opium shoes
Take the snaily constitutional
Down 3rd St gray & lost
& Hard to see.
Tragic burpers
With scars of snow
Bound bigly
Huge to find it
To the train
Of time & pain
Waiting at the terminal.
Young punk mankind
Three abreast
Go thriving downwards
In the hellish street.