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