Lyrics:

It was the typical blues, it was more bad newsI was walkin' down a dirty streetSaw a man, I knew some years beforeOn the corner where the losers meetHe had rags on his back, as a matter of factHad a cold look on his faceHe was standin' in line, groanin' words to the kindAs I passed I could hear him say, he said......Don't live your life by the dollar signLive life to the limit, that's the bottom lineNo guarantees what tomorrow will bringBe the best at what you are, it's all a little insane