Working overtime just to make ends meet. Don't get sick or miss a day or you'll be on the street. I will work for food the man says with a sign, while long faces wait for checks in the unemployment line. Hey mister can you spare a dime' I'm poor, I'm hungry and I've lost my mind. So here am I, in my safe cocoon. It's not my problem, what happens to you. Close my wallet day after day. Don't feel your desperation, just go away. Hey mister can you spare a dime' I'm poor, I'm hungry and I've lost my mind.