I ask you (for a dollar)

Ch

I ask you for a dollar,
cos my meals are getting smaller
And buildings ever taller,
Crowd out spaces I roam,
I guess nowhere is home
I ask you for a dollar,
So I may be a scholar
And rise above this squalor,
And arrive on my own and arrive on my own

Feel a whiff of your freedom, it's been 66years
And we're still dealing in tears
Jettison this fake version
Seems like everyone else has one with whistles and bells

Verse 1
I am a shining child,
that's been running wild
In my jungle of daydream
And a hopeless lout,
that has to slum it out
On a concrete moonbeam (and the only reason that I)

Verse 2
There's this wealthy crud
That, In a Mumbai flood
Makes me feel like flotsam
There's No force that can trim
His opulent whim
As he builds up his wigwam, (up into the leaden sky)

Verse 3
I keep my fingers crossed
That all is not lost
Redemption's awaiting
New leaders stand tall
My hope rises and falls
The pattern's repeating