Dumb Hummer

If you've ever sipped guinness through a cigarette filter Or unwittingly tailored your style After the war footing of your nation's leaders Or wore fatigues in a civilian's way Or fit a hummer through the narrower streets downtown Seeking parking on a friday night Getting lodged in the metal wake Then that's you But if you can dance like I do With no grid or author something numbered footprints If you can walk right out the bike gate of the McArthur park Like parting leaves to make a path and don't look back Or feel bad Or speed up when they call after you Then we share a foam fist In the nose bleeds At the freaking circus If you've ever sipped Guinness through a cigarette filter Or wore fatigues in a civilian's way If you've got a chain around your license plate Or cosmetic gold teeth I don't know you If you wear first hand clothes And get your hair cut by somebody you don't know I'm below you