Sonny said hes got a job
To do and distribution
Dont come nine to five
The perfect advocate for persistence
From hand to mouth
Approach to forward strive
The salesman of the streets
Upgraded from the bankrupt
Chairman of the bored
The real life Robins out
To do more shopping
And to show the retail markets flawed
Sonnys got a phone in each pocket
And his notebook coudnt spare a page
He makes concessions for the penniless yet
To cross him only fires this rage
Supply and demand dictates
Every move and his movements
Always fast as light
The back streets wizards
Even out in blizzards
But you wouldnt know - hes out of sight
Sonny deals in lives
A real life Jesus for the ever needy
A game in which he thrives
You wouldnt cast the first stone
If youd just be true to yourself
Sonnys doing fine
Hell see you through until the gates of heaven
Dont come to me shouting morality
And put yourself upon a higher ground
Ive seen the looks you give to those with less
Youre selling life belts while the strugglers drown
And Sonnys fingers on the pulse
A true magician with his sleight of hand
Hes never static in his retail attic
And his dependents grow across the land