There’s a man on the corner
Don’t mean you no harm
A far cry from normal
But don’t raise no alarm
He stands akimbo, gazing
With eyes crazy and wild
Like a deer in the headlights
Like a feral child
Slip Slidin’ Slim Pensky
Is the name he goes by
No one knows who named him
And no one really knows why
He’s a sidewalk survivor
He’s back alley dancin’ man
He takes dinner wherever he finds it
He plays rhythm on a garbage can
He’s a sidewalk survivor
And you can see him every day of the week
As he slips around the edge of existence
On the fringe of society
Slip Slidin’ Slim Pensky
Went dumpster divin’ today
He filled a box full of treasure
Then hid it safely away
He says “Don’t ask me no questions;
I won’t tell you no lies;
You don’t get any answers,
You won’t testify.”