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