The Delanies - Penny Poet lyrics

My whole world spins at 45 RPM I’m skint, but happily alive I draw parallels from time to time I shaved off my hair in 1999 I was waiting for my words to turn into gold When your pennies gone, you’ve got nothing at all My ancient soul is weak and old But my heart is on fire, beating with desire I was curious way back early in my life So I fought for a stage in 1995 Waiting for my word to turn into gold When your pennies gone, you’ve got nothing at all You answer the call of the last round-up, my love They say you dream about tomorrow Tomorrow Tomorrow I’ve got myself a wonderful disease And a head that is full of unpleasant memories I was furious I tried to walk the line The future is clear but I’m running out of time Still waiting for my words to turn into gold When your pennies gone, you’ve got nothing at all Still waiting for my words to turn into gold