Davinare

March, Friday, or Saturday Artshow night with Ron English Says I'm a worthless bum You know they call me a worthless bum You know I've had my share of chums But I'm a worthless bum says I You might thinking of davinare You might be thinking of things that scare Whatever you're thinking, I don't care To be stripped bare Worthless bum says I I never denied a precious gift You know I probably stole all my riffs But I'm a worthless bum Says I Oh, can't you see? You belong to me How my poor heart aches Every move you make You know if things get out of hand You know I'm the one who understands Without or with you I'm just doin, doin fine You know I probably stole all my poetry Even they took the most of it from me But I will go on through the infinity Believing the lie Worthless bum says I You know that I hear is pretty good Understand I'm a worthless bum Worthless bum says I You know I never tried to rip you off Never tried to take your life Worthless bum says I If you were me And I was you Then everything's all right We're out of sight Worthless bum Worthless bum Worthless bum says I