Well a man like me you know I gotta eat Been off my food now for over a week I feel messy and strange I went to comb my hair Stared right into the cracked mirror No Goddam reflection there I'm just leather and bone yes sir Well if you need that money you can talk to Big Sid If you need that information ask the shoe shine kid But if you find living compromise your health Ain't nobody gonna crutch you up You gotta learn how to fix it yrself I'm just leather and bone yes sir I haven't dreamed for weeks My life's becoming a blur I guess I'll crawl back into that grave And get some sleep down there And now I'm on my back I keep my profile low Listen to the trains go whistling by All the awful things I did buried under the snow I'm just leather and bone yes sir