The cash machine, is blue and green
For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee
I can spend 3 dollars and 63 cents 
On diet Coca Cola and unlit cigarettes
I wonder why we listen to poets and nobody gives a [bad word] How hot and sorrowful this machine begs for luck
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I [bad word] back new

I want a good life with a nose for things
fresh wind and bright skies To enjoy my sufferings
hole without a key if I break my tongue
Speaking of tomorrow, how will it [bad word] All my lies are only wishes
I know I would die if I [bad word] back new

I'm down on my hands and knees every time the doorbell rings
I shake like a toothache when I hear myself sing
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I [bad word] back new

I would like to salute the ashes of American flags
And all the falling leaves filling up shopping bags