Mezzanine

(From The Album "Too High")

I saw a lady die by the grocery store
Shaking from the Lysol she had drunk the night before
No one stopped to wonder why the ambulance was slow
We just stood there thinking, "There but for the grace of God I
go."

We're all standing on the mezzanine, one flight from the street

I push my shopping cart down the grocery aisle
I fill it up with frozen food and chocolate ice cream bars
Maybe come tomorrow I will push my cart outside
With a little sign that reads, "Won't somebody tell me why?"

We're all standing on the mezzanine, one flight from the street

Got no more pity for the suffering man
No easy dollars in the palm of my hand
You are closer than I want you so much closer than before
I can't get ahead if I give you any more.

We're all standing on the mezzanine, one flight from the street

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