Lázaro

Lazaro, get up and walk,
put on your last name,
return from oblivion,
get hooked on supply and demand
Hey, dude,
this is a robbery,
pay life
more than it asks for,
hey, old man,
put your skin on the line.
Here await you
the dark circles
of the sea,
the gas bill,
the fat lady on the corner,
and the newspaper and the Prozac
and growing and going up and down
and autumn, coffee, routine
and Tom Waits and Edith Piaf...
And starting over again
starting over again, starting over again.
Hey, crazy,
control yourself a bit,
remember that muses
do not accept excuses,
Hey, kid,
wake up and live.
Hey, partner,
this is a business,
give me a hand,
sit at the piano,
Hey, Fito,
I need you.
Here await you
the scissors
of the sun,
the asphalt, the smog
and the most expensive perfume
and the jasmine and caviar and the clock
and the hail, the law, the shots
and the blue and the coal.
And love after love
after love, after love
Hey, Lázaro, get up and walk.