Dog Coffee
Ani DiFranco 1990

Perpetrating counter-culture she is walking through the park
First light ugly and more muscular than the dark
Pushing poems at the urban silence,
drawing portraits of the passers-by
Sitting on the curb,
combining traffic sounds
Getting dirty looks in dirty jeans on the dirty ground
She says I can't figure out what kind of life this is,
comedy or tragedy I just know it's show biz
And what if I don't agree with the lines I have to read
They don't pay me enough the way I see it
Freedom and democracy,
that's the word from Washington every day
The america's asleep with warm milk and clichés
And people are expendable along the way.
Your dollar is dependable, what more can we say?
Would you like some dog coffee?
It's all that we've got
You can have some,
you can have not
Would you like some dog coffee?
It's all that we've got
We're taking care of big business
and meanwhile some of the beans rot.
Ani DiFranco