Have you saved up your food stamps
Your tax deductible hand cramps
It's the end of the line you prick

"It's for my safety"
That's what they told me

A pharmaceutical rampage
Your Mother's berries for her shortcake

It's not jam but it is red
Steal toe boots to my head
Look me in the eye as you spit
Right to the temple your nightstick

Somehow "it's for my safety"
That's what they told me

I told them that's the old me
Then I broke both knees