He Works for Free

She's got a job at the Mall
He works at bus stations
He's cleaning all of the stalls
She says she can't take him
She lives in the house on the Hill
With her little dog Fu Fu
But he lives under a bridge
She says I can't see you

Don't settle for the best
When ya know you can't have it.
Be like all the rest just run and grab it

His Mom and Dad think he's a joke
But they never will tell him
He wishes that he could toke
But he knows they would jail him
He might be out for a drink
Of soda or water
He sees everyone else having fun
And he wishes they'd let him

Climbing mountains in his mind
They're pretty sure he ain't their kind
The Kings and Queens who live around
Got so much money to bring him down

Deep in his heart they all know
That he cares for the planet
He wishes his music would grow
But they say they can't stand it
They kept him in a horrible place
Where he took many beatings
They say he will never get out
But he's ready to leave them

His life gets stranger every day
He's always alone with no one to play
They shut him down so many times
He works for free and he's hard to find