Get a Quote, Mr. Mann

how much is that doggie

in the window    how much

 

does a thing cost    how much

for a new pair of shoes

 

to walk over the land

how much for sunset

 

pouring across your face

and whose reflection

 

do you see    if only

they surrendered their mouths

 

telling some story

no one believes

 

how much is the earth

what fee do you pay

 

in flesh    we come

right to your door

 

they wave their arms,

spittle flies out

 

they keep screaming

they put dirty fingers

 

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