The Corner

Lyrics

He's on the corner again In the bright sun again Survived the long nights again Time to explain He's a fool but he is right He is right but he's a fool "Don't expect too much of it" He whispers and he yells This brick is a brick to build In capable hands He is the mother of a careless child He is the architect He is the mason He's doing it again More than once, again Something out of nothing Nothing in return First the mundane, then the fantastic First the game and then the score But first of all The last nip This brick is a brick to throw Incapable hands "One can perform a job with various degrees of dedication and accomplishment" He says He's carrying a child