Tekster: Citizen Fish. Bag Lady.

I just ate and I heard the change rattle in your tin/I point my eyes on dis-
tant blurred horizon me for charity/or coffee make the day go faster/forty
days forty nights/forty currency exchanges/this is my corner said the bag
lady/this is my bed said the bag lady/this is my wardrobe/this is my larder/
this is my blood donor card/and you can keep all your opinions/as long as you
let me keep mine/some of us want some justice/some of us want some dignity/me

I want to be left alone/from people pretending they want to be me/this is my
can said the bag lady/this is my hand said the bag lady/this is my living -
so what are you giving?