[Verse 1] Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees Some signifying hack was scratching backs for fleas Putting on the badmouth on poor little me Spreading ugly untruths like some horrible disease, ugh! [Verse 2] He said that I said what I never did said That I said that it's red, that it's over your head Ask me a question, then print a...Learn More

There's a man on the corner Coming on like Moses Flogging new religion Like a bunch of plastic roses He's found his path To the bleeding heart of Jesus You tell him You've found yours Heir to a future, you never made There is nothing less amusing Then the amusement arcade In a city without a soul Newspaper boys selling you the hard truth Lucifer...Learn More