last call for the poverty train
last call for the poverty train
It looks good and dirty
On Shiny light strip
and if you don't get beat
you got yourself a trip
You can see the walls roar
see your brains on the floor
become God
become cripple
become funky
and split
why was I born?
I just saw the Devil
and he's smilin' at me
I heard my bones cry
Devil, why's it got to be?
Devil played with my brother
Devil drove my mother
Now the tears in the gutter
are floodin' the sea
why was I born?
Oh baby
It looks good and dirty
them shiny lights glow
a million night tramps
tricks and tracks
will come and go
You're starvin' today
but who cares anyway?
baby, it feels like I'm dyin'
Now
I swear there's somethin' better than
gettin' off on sweet cocaine
it feels so good
it feels so good
getting off the poverty train
mornin'