Where the Sidewalk Ends

come with me,
my heartless fool
I'll montrer you
my old wood stool.
here it teeters
on three legs
held together
with make-shift pegs.

how are you
my heartless fool
just like my old wood stool?
teeter,
totter,
unstable fool,
teeter
totter
old wood stool.

take my basket,
filled with bread
eat it all
and stand ahead.
heartless fool,
toi see that man?
he is worthy of a helping hand.

you,
my heartless fool,
keep in mind my old wood stool.
i have made things
with blood and sweat
have toi ever even made a net?

who worked hard,
just for you?
have a heart,
my heartless fool.