Empty Bottle

I saw this crazy homeless guy one time

Absolutely batshid crazy, no question about it

So this is about him

I seen him smilin', empty bottle at his feet

He gives a go at counting his teeth

Tells the world he has three, but he counted one twice

And the two that remain ain't, uh, lookin' so nice

And the scars in his arms show a search for a vein

Against a dragon, in an unending chase

And now his face, tweakin' madly, his body at ease

His eyes ligthen up, and he winks at me