
New Messiah – The Pryme Maytz
Vermin. That's what you call us? Then watch what vermin do. I make the effort. You don't have to know. My work shirt dries on a shopping cart Behind the loading zone. I am the working poor. You're the walking snore. I clock out, buy a bag of food, And split it into four. She can't stand through a closing shift. He can't keep steady on his feet. I bring their supper and prescriptions To the stairwell where we meet. I take my time. You waste yours. You count the people you can use. I count the mouths I'm buying for. Behold Your New Messiah! Can't afford a room tonight. Vermin with a bag of groceries, Keeping somebody alive. Behold Your New Messiah! Let the whole damn gutter roar. How can I be hungry, When they make me feel full? I work for the minimum, work on that. You work on looking richer. My cup is barely enough to share, But I pour it like it's the pitcher. One needs dinner soft enough. One needs help to lift the lid. I know their names and what they need. You know what you think they did. I get the food. I get the meds. They save my place when I'm through. You ask why I keep coming back. They'd do the same thing too. I take my time. You waste yours. There's someone keeping supper warm Outside your locked-up doors. Behold Your New Messiah! Can't afford a room tonight. Vermin with a bag of groceries, Keeping somebody alive. Behold Your New Messiah! Let the whole damn gutter roar. How can I be hungry, When they make me feel full? You need your name on a building. You need a plaque on a wall. I need to get these bags back Before the buses stop. For your status? For your list? You have to hustle, I don't have to do jack shit! [Full-band choke] They already saved my seat. Behold Your New Messiah! Can't afford a room tonight. Vermin with a bag of groceries, Keeping somebody alive. Behold Your New Messiah! Let the whole damn gutter roar. How can I be hungry, When they make me feel full? Behold Your New Messiah! Put the bags down. Pull up a chair. My cup is barely enough to share, But I pour it like it's the pitcher. Behold Your New Messiah! Call me vermin. Say it proud. They kept a little supper for me. Who's the hungry bastard now? I am the working poor. You're the walking snore. Vermin. And there's enough for one mouth more.

