TOWERS from GONERS by pleistocene

So sick of being poor
So sick of being poor
Nothing worse than money
and I've never wanted more
Nothing works no more
Nothing works no more
Nothing worse my honey
Aren't you sick of being poor
We got handed this generation
We didn't chose to be born
We've got dreams
and an education
Honey if I could
I would make everything so good
My friends'd be taken care of
like I always thought they should
Cut my hair walking to Xerox
on Sinclaire.
Lady in the pantsuits giving me
the crazy stare
Sick of being poor sick of being poor
Nothing worse than money
and I've never wanted more
Nothing works no more
Nothing works no more
Nothing worse my honey
Aren't you sick of being poor?
We got handed this generation
We didn't chose to be born
We've got dreams
and an education
I don't care
I'm a dollarmenunaire

• Rock
• beach punk
• dirt
• hot pop
• jangle
• ocean rock
• punk
• Rochester