The bums across my town
Are interesting guys indeed
They walk around and yell at things
That can't talk back to them
Extracting wisdom out of the
Telephone pole there
Wondrin' why it gave you bad advice
Double yellow line down the middle of my yard
See the bum resting on my
Birdbath made of gold
Thinking that something
Must be wrong with my thoughts
Coz I'm relating to the bums across my town
Put coins into the slot to
Make important calls
Press the coin return
And get a nickel extra back
And know that once again I can't get the dough
Looking down I see that my
Beard has grown a lot
Covering the shirt I wear each day
The bums across my town
Are interesting guys indeed
Come with us, come and join our creed
Lifestyles of the Salvation Army
A lamp post is my friend
The day that I was born was the
Beginning of the end
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