Like the 30s
1.When the brightest hood in town
Stops shimmering like a crown,
Then hard times are coming.
2.When you go and look around
And no one is to be found,
Recession is jamming.
3.If not even night reveals
What every rich man’s soul heals,
You move in slow motion.
4.When the high heels caffee lust
Becomes glass covered in dust,
That’s a nasty notion.
5.It is calming, don’t despair,
If it’s written in the air
That hunger is coming.
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