Stephen Bard - Thanksgiving Day Lyrics

Charlie Skin with one eye
Searchin' through the trash for a tray
Every day
Finds his rare prize
Cold and half-eaten
Someone else threw away
Yesterday
And he saw on the television
Looking through the window at The Mill last night
It's gonna be cold for Christmas
Charlie sleeps
Down on Montague Street
All the people walk by
That look in their eye
Temperature's dropping and
Everyone's shopping for their holiday time
All down the line
Charlie can't feel his toes
Or his fingers and he knows
He ain't long for the living
And it's only Thanksgiving Day
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
I'm just looking away
A woman rings a bell and people
Drop in their change
So out of range
Lukewarm soup pours
For a group of
Folks off the street
With nothing to eat but their shoes
Charlie can't walk to the curb
Let alone to the neighborhood kitchen
And all they ever do is bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
I'm just looking away
Somewhere better
There's a really warm sweater
And a giving tree
But all I think about is me
Me
Me
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
I'm just looking away
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
Ain't it every day
I'm just looking away
Charlie Skin
They brought him in
On Christmas Day
They put him away
No real sin
No next of kin
To identify him
Like he never had been