seventeen years in the city

static clinging to the ceiling

never did I think it would come to this

(outcome is different than I expected)

never did I think it would come to this

(outcome is different than I expected)



bright cops and cheerleaders

eyebrows painted on their heads

a mouthfull of rotting cavities

drinking coca-cola in the street



never did I think it would come to this

(outcome is different than i expected)

never did I think it would come to this

(outcome is different than I expected)



shot in the leg

shot in the leg

my leg is a bone

nobody home

my hand is a wire

the skies are fire

the drums are beating

pistols and jeans

left for dead

left for dead

left for dead

dead as a fly