"Poor Boy" as written by and Brian P.g. Eno David Byrne....
A truck parked this morning, outside the grocery store
Friends face the future, they're wearing summer clothes

Great cosmic forces, like falling dominoes
I love talking funny, it's the only song I know

Sweet smart and sexy, the day my life began
Burnt out and damaged, I dragged my body home

This slice is runny, it's dripping down my clothes
Flies stick to honey, it's the only game they know

Poor Boy, I walk into the river in my hat and shoes
Poor Boy, I'm sitting at the table with a knife and spoon

Life fast die happy, don't let your panties show
They trust market forces, it's the only song they know

So come and rock my soul, where sin and sorry lie
White horses carry me, unto the other side

Poor boy, I'm living in a country where my thoughts are cold
Poor boy, I'm waiting for the harvest of the seeds I sow

A flower in the night, with thoughts of days gone by
I've got to ring that bell, and I'll be satisfied

Poor boy, I'm wearing silver slippers and a long white gown
Poor boy, I picture in my mind the day the walls come down

Poor boy, I'm living in a country where I'm never free
Poor boy, I'm writing down the names of all the things I see

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"Poor Boy" as written by David Byrne Brian Eno

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