Five to Nine
Today, I washed a bowl, with a dirty sponge.
The irony really isn't that overwhelming.
I just wanted some canned crap with franks.
Woke up at 7 PM, I really wonder why.
Using someone else's internet, justified.
Justified by an empty wallet, save moths.
This is to watching infomercials at 4 AM,
I didn't know I could make it bigger.
It's not like I can afford it, but cool.
When do I wear clean clothes again?
Gluttony really isn't a cheap sin.

Soon, the gov'ment stops paying my Doctor.
Guess I won't break a thing watchin' TV.
Don't get me wrong, I ain't givin' up,
It isn't about the house you're in.
What do you get listening to punk?
Are you a rebel? You got bills too.
The Man has been holding them down.
But I fell off the rat racetrack.
Where to fit in a world that shuns.
I haven't hurt a soul, but I must.
Gluttony really isn't a cheap sin.