Why should one freeze to death Why should the cold still our breath You'd think by now that they'd have enough sense Not to stay outside Pay the gas and pay the rent And pay to keep them at your throat They're at your throat, your tender throat Walking down the main drag Of this living breathing stalag
And everday's just like the rest Seeing the world au natural Warts on skin and scabs on warts And the more I see the more it hurts It hurts it hurts
So why should I care if the sun falls down If the sun never shined on me I stare down streets I'll never walk down Is it life is it the world or is it me?
The noise on the streets is one big pain Like a gall digging down into your brain It's just so hard to stay alive And stay that way until you die Until you die, until you die