Knickbocker Knees

For have to not die.
Got AIDS.
Right now myself die.
Oh!
Cancer. Throat cancer.
Right now I got nothin’ to eat.
For those who don’t know me I’m a very unhappy.
I got pain in my stomach.
I’m not supposed to be beggin’ like that.
I beg
Jesus.
For those who can help me out, Seňora.

I do the beg for also openin’ your heart.
Put a dolla
Quarta
Fifty cent.
Anything.
Grazie.

Right now I got nothing at all.
For those who can help me out.
Open your heart.
Put a dolla
Quarta
Fifty cent.
I’m hungry because I haven’t eaten yesterday.

I’m bein Elsa,
A daughter.
I got reality.
Have a heart.

I cannot eat.

Move on to the next car!
Move on to the next car!

Three dolla.

Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.

I’ll take that.
Oh, okay.

Next car. Next car.

Fine. Do me a favor!

Yeah?

I am not OK.
Yeah?

Yeah?
I see you all the time! All the time!

See me all the time?

The 1.
The 9.
The A.
The C.
All down here.

No!

All the time!

Same story.

She do the same knee act
When she get to the middle to the car
She get on her knees.
And do the same shit.
It’s a

It’s a fuckin’ show, man!

(Yeah, but he gave her his food.)


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