Behind the sunglasses pearls and other musings
Through glass and doors with polished candor
The lips of painted smiles waft look's importance
Like consciousness' whisperings in your ear
The thoughts of deviled angels rebound shoulder to shoulder
Should I buy the latest extravaganza prize and awake other
Monsters green-eyed
Or not challenge the Jones' pride
Like coins, most things likened have two sides
Vendors one and gangster's pimps
They slither around looking for customers
Hissing guttersnipe charms into your pocket
Showing their wares they know first hand
You pull your card, and they their registered piece
A swipe, aqueous time in a till
Financial heat
Its just business, take your receipt