Down in the gutters, once again,

Down in the gutters, once again,

With drink and drugs, as my best friends.

Helping me along, to do what’s right,

Everyday, and every night.

While being ignored, by passers by,

Is this right, why oh why?

And do they care, no not at all,

Because I'm a bum, against a wall.

By Dr Geebers