The safe was open when I got here, the sink
was already overflowing and that guy, I swear,
was already on the floor with that bloody towel
on his head. So, circumstantial evidence be damned,
I was four counties and 51 miles away. It's no fun
being an illegal alien. Hey! wasn't that a song years
and years ago? So back in fashion now, it's hip.
But they won't let you be illegal these days -
ain't that a kicker. Just wait it out long enough
and all will be forgiven, you'll get a card, and you'll
get a license and some money too. Golden opportunities
here, where the streets are paved - really - with gold.