Song Description

A bum has all he needs but you just gotta feel sorry for him in the end ...

Lyrics

Cigarettes and Magazines
© 2006 Bruce Mills (ASCAP)

Cigarettes and magazines are all I really need - to get by - oh, he's getting by
No need for limousines - don't need no Concorde jet to fly me in the air - I'm already there
Had a fifth of bourbon with my bacon - and some apple pie - I'm really kind of high - oh but
I know my way - I'll find my way - I'll get by

If you don't mind - I'd like to read that magazine when you're through
(Hey there - he's talking to you)
I'd like to catch up on all the news - ain't nothing else that I would rather do
I'll do the crossword puzzle and read my horoscope and sure the future's grim - but somehow Somehow I'm going to cope
With cigarettes and magazines and if I'm lucky - oh another fifth - oh another fifth of bourbon

Chorus:
I wish I had a couple bucks to just to buy me a new pair of shoes
But if I had a couple bucks - chances are - I'd blow it all on booze
He ain't got nothing to lose
Ain't got no place to lay my head but that's OK - I can sleep anywhere
I don't even know the difference - I can't tell if it's night or day -
Hey there / hey there - hey there - hey - hey - hey

I'd like to introduce you to my dog - his name is Jack - as in Jack Daniels
He's got a friendly disposition - a little tough just so's you know - he ain't no Cocker Spaniel
He keeps me warm all night long and he follows me around - everywhere I go
And snuggles close beside me - when the cold wind blows - and the cold wind blows

The parrot on my shoulder's just a little older - and his name is Johnny - as in Johnny Walker
If you could spare that dollar in your pocket you will soon discover that he's quite a talker
His language might be graphic - enough to stop the traffic - but he represents my mood -
Please - Just enough for cigarettes and magazines and if I'm lucky -another fifth
And if I'm lucky just another fifth of bourbon

Chorus:
I wish I had a couple bucks to buy me a new pair of shoes -
But if I had a couple bucks - chances are I'd blow it all on booze
He ain't got nothing to lose
Ain't got no place to lay my head but that's quite OK - I can't sleep anyway
Oh I don't even know the difference - can't tell if it's night or day

Ain't no textbook that contains the cause of my condition - or explains a cure
I saw a doctor in the park the other day - oh he wasn't sure
He wasn't sure what kind of doctor
Although his diagnosis was strange and obscure - he most sincerely and soberly assured -
That cigarettes and magazines - and just a fifth of bourbon's - all I need ... oh
It's getting kind of cold and this old soul ain't got no place left to go -
With my cigarettes - and magazines - and my fifth of bourbon -
I'll be on my way