Sonny

Sonny said he's got a job

to do and distribution

don't come nine to five

The perfect advocate for persistence,

from hand to mouth

approach to forward strive

The salesman of the street's

upgraded from the bankrupt

chairman of the bored.

The real life Robin's out

to do more shopping

and to show the retail market's flawed.

Sonny's got a phone in each pocket

and his notebook coudn't spare a page

He makes concessions for the penniless yet

to cross him only fires this rage

Supply and demand dictates

every move and his movement's

always fast as light.

The back streets wizard's

even out in blizzards

but you wouldn't know - he's out of sight.

Sonny deals in lives

A real life Jesus for the ever needy

A game in which he thrives

You wouldn't cast the first stone

if you'd just be true to yourself

Sonny's doing fine

He'll see you through until the gates of heaven

Don't come to me shouting morality

and put yourself upon a higher ground

I've seen the looks you give to those with less

you're selling life belts while the struggler's drown

And Sonny's finger's on the pulse

a true magician with his sleight of hand

He's never static in his retail attic

and his dependents grow across the land.