Checkout Blues

by on October 4, 2010 :: 0 comments

Just think of the money,
This the people say,
As I sit here on the checkout, and scan away the day.

Just think of the money,
Yes, that’s what I shall do,
As I sit here on this checkout and scan away my youth.

Just think of the money,
The cash, the greens, the swag.
I’d rather have a life sir, now would you like a bag?

editors note:

Givin’ it up for art, for freedom of expression, for not selling out. Givin’ it up for the little guy we see in the mirror. Now, will that be paper, or plastic? – mh

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