Текст песни Message To The Clerk, Pt.1

First I came to see the doctor, told him I was unemployed
Asked me what I did for money, told him I was overjoyed
To reach into the basket, and take a bunch of dimes
Drop them for the paper riddled with my rhymes
Take a message to the clerk, tell him not to work
Then I came to see the priest, said I knew God was alive Jandek - Message To The Clerk, Pt.1 - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jandek/message-to-the-clerk-pt1-lyrics.html
He looked at me quite solemn, said â€Å"Son don't give me that jiveâ€Â
I reached into my pocket, pulled out .45
Said â€Å"Priest I got your number, and this here ain't no jiveâ€Â

Take a message to the clerk, tell him not to work