I Need A Rich Girl

I need a rich girl

to drive my deceased car

to the unemployment line

so that I can get food stamps

and avoid a job.

I need a pill that will fill me up

not with envy. I need a pill

that will make me feel friendly

not want to kill. I need a friend

in these united states of isolation,

where even Hell's Angels are afraid

to hitchhike

where thinking outside the norm

could land you in jail.

I need a reason to go on living

and I think my children will do.