City of prostitution
Much concrete much pollution
A one legged man does a back flip for some change
No shame this market thrives on real pain
Bite my lip, don’t slip
Got a chance to make it
Winter passes, vigor flows up the trees
Yesterday I cried last night you cried in my dreams
The bigger you are
The more responsibility you take
To be Frank
I don’t think you’re taking your share
A dumb man’s called wise
When he doesn’t speak
Politrickster,
Close that hole between your two cheeks
Bite my lip, don’t slip
You want the devil to test you ’cause your tired of waiting around
You have a big house
With four locks on your door
If we’re out here starving
You’re gonna need some more
Bite my lip, don’t slip
Got a chance to make it
Winter passes, vigor flows up the trees
Yesterday I cried last night you cried in my dreams