June Of 44 - Five Bucks in My Pocket lyrics

I had a dream, I always have, 5$ in my pocket, Endless packs of cigarettes and a lifetime pa**, For cross-town traffic. an any day matinee or Should I say… a warm dark place to hide-a-way. Always a steady stream of generous panhandle Hand-outs. Hurry cross the street. we'll grab a bite to eat, And we'll stay on our feet. I'll send a telegram, to tell you where I am. Always a steady stream of generous panhandle Hand-outs. I had a dream I always have 5$ in my pocket. The infinite hour of minimum wage to guage Our days with gritty green in a faded blue jean Pocket. Have you ever seen a clock in a dream Where no-time is money An unconscious wrist-watch is, where No-time is money.