dirty money in the heat
I sit alone on the street
dirty coins in the gutter
they stew in the sun
money in their fat houses
dirty fingers dirty minds
banks rise higher and higher
can’t see the sky
jobs fill the papers
banker, accountant, financier
banker, accountant, financier
money towers
hoarders
loan sharks
reapers collect
youth indebted
mindless reapers collect
education starts to hurt
a leash around my neck
pay up, pay up, pay up
clotting
plotting
money in numbers in letters in brains
I sit alone on the street
burning branches
smoke ejaculate
get her off the street
wash your hands
shame on you, child
money is a dirty thing
money dirt arrested faces
one expression lifeless
yes, oh, yes, get me out of here
Croque-Melpomene 