10 times I looked out the window and saw
all the places so close and the places too far
10 times I looked up to see what was above me
without seeing the forest, without seeing a tree
It's not that I'm stupid, or silly or dumb
It's not that I'm drinking dry gin or black rum
It's not that the world was the oyster she stole
It's just that I'm running and stuck in this hole
10 times I tried hard to jump out the front window
but couldn't, or wouldn't, or didn't know how
10 times I took money from money store makers
and spent it on money store makers and takers
It's not that I'm ignorant, foolish or happy
It's not that I'm dressed up all chipper and snappy
It's not that I'm losing or lying or cheating
It's just that the odds are stacked up for my beating
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