Sonny said he’s got a job
to do and distribution
don’t come nine to five

The perfect advocate for persistence,
from hand to mouth
approach to forward strive

The salesman of the street’s
upgraded from the bankrupt
chairman of the bored.

The real life Robin’s out
to do more shopping
and to show the retail market’s flawed.

Sonny’s got a phone in each pocket
and his notebook coudn’t spare a page
He makes concessions for the penniless yet
to cross him only fires this rage

Supply and demand dictates
every move and his movement’s
always fast as light.

The back streets wizard’s
even out in blizzards
but you wouldn’t know - he’s out of sight.

Sonny deals in lives
A real life Jesus for the ever needy
A game in which he thrives
You wouldn’t cast the first stone
if you’d just be true to yourself

Sonny’s doing fine
He’ll see you through until the gates of heaven
Don’t come to me shouting morality
and put yourself upon a higher ground

I’ve seen the looks you give to those with less
you’re selling life belts while the struggler’s drown
And Sonny’s finger’s on the pulse
a true magician with his sleight of hand
He’s never static in his retail attic
and his dependents grow across the land.