Ashes of American Flags

The cash machine is blue and green
For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee
I could spend and 3 63 on Diet Coca Cola
And unlit cigarettes
I'd really rather listen to poets
But nobody gives a ****
How hot and sorrowful
This machine begs through muck
All my lies are always wishes
I know I could die if I could come back new
I want a good life
With a nose for things
Fresh wind and bright sky
To enjoy my suffering
A hole without a key
If i break my tongue

Speaking of tomorrow
How will it ever come
Oh all my lies are always wishes
I know I will die if I could come back new
I am down on my hands and knees
Every time the doorbell rings
I shake like a toothache
When I hear myself sing
Oh my lies are only wishes
I know I will die if I could come back new
I would like to salute
The ashes of American flags
And all the fallen leaves
Filling up shopping bags