Around these parts a fly can live
A fly can live a thousand years
but a man cannot die soon enough, true enough
A smiling drunk nursing a glass of milk
A girl with a face like prison bread
Over the kitchen noise I hear them howl at me
A scabby ketchup bottle and a two-dollar bill
I guess its time to pay the bill, but you know I never will
I'm hungry still...
RUN AWAY RUN AWAY RUN AWAY RUN AWAY
Mercy killing on the way
Never thought I'd hear you say
Falling to your knees and pray now...
In this crowded place I could swing a cat
And not even hit a soul...
It's just the lonely vacuum of human black holes
And I'm as dry as these thirsty trees
with big city thoughts in the dirty breeze...
promising to set me free
"waiter, check please..."
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