junkman  guy 

he lives down the road from me
<maple avenue>
he doesn't have much money
<is that ok with you>
what he does have
he keeps locked away from you

hey mr. junk man
what does it take 
to live with you

there is something I see
inside his mystery
there are things I can't say
what he might do today
is just another way
of setting you free

what I see inside
now he can never hide
his life seems so unfair
making his own pain
stands out in the rain
never seems to care

every now and then
<i peer through the fence>
wondering what mysteries lie inside
<sell your life away>
it's the life he takes
it's the money that he makes

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