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The Rent Is Always Due

(Written: t.b.d.)

Notes: Unreleased until B.S.Box.

Your silver child
    suspended in space
Crying out
   to you
Beckons you
    to yet another fine place
Where the trials of life are few

Don't think you're living long
Who says you are coming on
They won't remember you
The rent is always due

The cloudy men
    who take their place
And stand in line
    they do
Know not of
    the satin face
That separates them from you

Just put your blue jeans on
Grab your guitar and sing a song
Don't think I'm kidding you
The rent is always due

She rides a broom
    with gold-plated straw
She flutters around
    and she cries
The Brylcream fools
    just standing on
Digesting all their lives

But then you walk along
And she starts coming on
Beneath her melting broom
The rent is always due