Clues to a Poor Man’s Briefcase Songtext
von Static-P

There′s note on the floor with a briefcase
Note is fused to the boards from its old age
Briefcase is locked
Contents: Unknown
They wrote

My daddy daddy was a good good gentleman
This alley alley was our home home without a bed

Homeless ain't nothin′ child
Rich are the hearts that smile

I try to be the perfect child
But it's hard to be
Life is often wild
And the kids are mean

We still bathe twice a month!
Don't call me greasy!


This heart that you gave me
Is strong enough
This path that you paved for me
Has made me tough
I hope you forgave me
For all my doubts
This life you′ve made
Is worth the ups and downs

One more time for the sake of God
I swear I′ll give the best I've got
I won′t let things keep me down. (Oh noo, No.)
One more time for the sake of love
I know that I am strong enough
This life, this soul, was made for good, for good. (Yeah.)

I still remember taking showers
In the bathrooms at school
Sorry about the mess
Also, thank you for the sink

He offered you a job that day
Did you know his face?
Did you know that we
Would become like slaves?

Slaves to the mafia
This place ain't good for ya


Remember when you bought those rings
For you and me?
I won′t forget
What they mean

How you'd signal to show
Your sympathy

This heart that you gave me
Is strong enough
This path that you paved for me
Has made me tough
I hope you forgave me
For all my doubts
This life you′ve made
Is worth the ups and downs

One more time for the sake of God
I swear I'll give the best I've got
I won′t let things keep me down. (Oh noo, No.)
One more time for the sake of love
I know that I am strong enough
This life, this soul, was made for good, for good

One more time for the sake of God
I swear I′ll give the best I've got
I won′t let things keep me down. (Oh noo, No.)
One more time for the sake of love
I know that I am strong enough
This life, this soul, was made for good

I remember some nights
In the uproar
Of their little gang fights
You would comfort me
With protection
Father thank you

I remember one night
When the boss came
You were told to fight (right?)
For the agency
So you left me
But you flashed your ring

Never turned to look back
But you knew that
I was still behind (yeah?)
As your right hand
Would be signaling
In secrecy

You lead me to the front line
Of the battle
We were loosing big time
Yet you cackled
As we walked right past
To freedom, at last

Sometimes life can be pretty hard
So, to the ones that finds this note
The code to the briefcase
Is the name of what lies inside

It is a symbol of unity, friendship, and shared lives
It is a reminder to be understanding, to trust, and to forgive

Please only take as many as you need
And return the clues back to their former locations

Sincerely, The Ring Bearer

One more time for the sake of God
I swear I'll give the best I′ve got
I won't let things keep me down. (Oh noo, No.)
One more time for the sake of love
I know that I am strong enough
This life, this soul, was made for good, for good. (Yeah.)