Из альбома: Space Pope + The Glass Machine
Dollar from a dime
I got deals piled up on the table
Ain't got no money to cover them at all
I got a sweet thing that's waiting home for me
My phone got cut off so she won't get my call
I ain't got no money for weed in my bong
Ain't nothing free but death and time
If it ain't one thing its bound to be another
When you're trying to make a dollar from a dime
My friends are making it but coming up on happy
They say they'd trade it all for what I do
When I don't got money for nothing
No cars, no clothes, no shoes, you know
I don't believe its true
Someone broke into my trailer again
Took all I got but everything's fine
If it ain't one thing its bound to be another
When you're trying to make a dollar from a dime
Trying to make a dollar from a dime
Ain't got no shores this month
There's nowhere to play
Won't give in but the writings the wrong way
Don't let it go, don't let it get stale
Got the motor choked, on a velvet rope
and your checks in the mail
I ain't got no weed to put in my bong
Nothing free in life but death and time
If it ain't one thing its bound to be another
When you're trying to make a dollar from a dime
Trying to make a dollar from a dime
Trying to make a dollar, dollar
Ain't got no money to cover them at all
Ain't got no phone, ain't got no money
Ain't got no time and
Ain't got a dime and
Ain't got the time
Whats it going to take
To get me started