Oogle

I’ve been living in psychic ditches and sleeping with dirty dishes
Passerby, please give a dollar, don’t judge a woman by the colour of collar
I know you hate me by the way you walk by, give me your white box or I won’t cry
I’ve been a diggin', in a trash bin, you think I’m sinnin' but you’re the one who cashed in

And I don’t care, if you think I do then you’re just stubborn
I’m gonna sleep well tonight, besides the dreams they are oh so troublin'
And I’m gonna die, happy that I didn’t, turn on humans for money, no there is no forgiveness

I’ve been an oogle but I never fit in, got so schwilly that I disappointed schwilly kids
I’ve been a hobo, but I ain’t prone to business, guess I’m a tramp entrapping songs as I roll with it