Pink in the Sink Volume III

I am a marxist mind man
with a drum in my hand
I got two dozen babies
and i'm making a band
but I never went to prison
nor met a real true fan

I ain't seen no beaver damn
in the years since 1910
I've worn vests of stinking burlap
in a demon's wicked den
but I have never blown a kiss
or used a dead man's pen

I have sat beside the train lines
when the trickster turned the tide
I watched him as he threw back
all his buttons to the side
But I never loved no tree trunk
nor have I ever died