D.C. Will Do That To You Lyrics

He aproaches, a human pop quiz.
He's flayed open, he's just ashes and crumbs.
D.C. will do that to you.
D.C. will do that to you.
Empties his life into your hands with one question:

"Can you help me out?"
"Can you help me out?"
"Can you help me out?"
"Can you help me out?"

Do you own his hunger?
(Is) spare change the right thing?

Half-hearted, nervous scour the pocket for dimes. He cups his hands in to form a pouch of sour skin.
Direct deposit! Scene extinguished!
Still you never know if you answered the question:

Did you help him out?
Did you help him out?
Did you help him out?
Did you help him out?

Do you feel uncomfortable?
Maybe you should be...