There's a full moon taking up the sky
And a red eye flight that won't collide
With the clouds that roll and pirouette
Even though they are aligned with it

Oh the air smells like a cheap bouquet
In the night, with hints of ocean's grey
And the chill behind my ears do say
This september's near the end

Minimum wage took my baby far away

See a jug of milk, a dozen eggs
Laid lovingly in a paper nest
By a wood bee mum in a blue bonnet
Now they all will read like epithets

Minimum wage took my baby far away
Took my baby far away

Don't feel a thing in the back of her car
You little child don't you know where you are?
Counting the voids where there should have been stars

So the rain makes small puddles of feet
Three sheets to the wind indiscrete
And the moon, that moon, that goddamn moon!
Still taking up room in the sky