Poster

I've got 30 cents,

in my hand

I got a jacket on,

it's kinda cold

I've got a coupon from...a Warren magazine

6 o'clock,

walking home

It's Friday night,

walk alone

I like it this way,

it's alright with me

But when I got upstairs,

somebody'd thrown out the poster, anyway

And all I saw was a dust square on the wall

A superball and a big fat pile of comic books, run away

And I hit my head on a light hanging in the hall

I got a paperback,

that I stole I got a cherry bomb,

two years old

I got Superstuff,

Wham-O strikes again

The day will come,

be complete

I'll find 20 bucks, in the street

I'll order everything, from a Warren magazine

But when I got upstairs,

somebody'd thrown out the poster, anyway

And all I saw was a dust square on the wall

A superball and a big fat pile of comic books, run away

And I hit my head on a light hanging in the hall

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah,

Ive got a lot of time to play

All of that craps so far away

,I've got a lot of time to play

All of that craps still far away