The Bum Song (Requiem Of The Crazies Theme)

Let's go down the rabbit hole
On these streets is where I roam
Got my pack, and paper sign
Spend my money buyin' time
(I said) All I need, is 50 cents
Got no bills, don't pay no rent
Got no home, life is cheap
Behind the dumpster: Where I sleep

(But) Oh my God! Look at my sin!
Drunk off a bottle full of homemade gin!
Ragged old coat, hole in my shoe
Just need a dollar for a can of beef stew (and)
'Scuse me there, mister, can you spare a dime
I haven't have a meal for a very long time!
Give me just a Nickel, I'll be on my way!
Can you help me out, buddy what'd ya say?

(I said) Requiem, requiem
What' you expect from a dirty old bum?
Requiem, requiem
Requiem of the crazies

I think my mind is slippin'
There's voices in my brain
There's poison in the water
Slowly driving me insane!
I think I'm being followed
They watch my every move
No one believes me, 'cause it's all impossible to prove

(But) Oh my God! It's all in my head
Just hanging on by a sliver of thread
Rotten, brown teeth, haven't had a bath
Better hold a breath if we ever cross paths

(Sayin') Pardon me! Brother! Could you spare a dime
I haven't have a meal for a very long time!
Give me just a quarter, I'll be on my way!
Can you help me out, buddy, what'd ya say?

(Sayin') Requiem, requiem
What'd you expect from a dirty old bum?
Requiem, requiem
Requiem of the crazies

Requiem, requiem
Requiem of the crazies!
Requiem, requiem
Requiem of the crazies