Rhapsody Jonathan Larson (Ft. Nick Blaemire)

I turn the corner
See a rat in the rubble
As I try with all my might
To put it out of mind
I step on some Budweiser glass

A limousine drives by
A rich man turns the corner
Sees a rat in the rubble
He raises his smoked glass window
And reads the Wall Street Journal

Sky's not free
River's not free
I'm not free
Life's not free
In the city

I'm told I too, must wear a tie
Or they'll fire me
From my boring, nothing Job
I guess a tie is the ornament of establishment
But it seems to me
To be more of a leash than a bow
So many people hound it to the pound
So many people color to the Dollar