The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
as the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline
Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity
Sits back in his new leather chair
ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
I'm smiling through my teeth.
Anybody can be a millionaire,
so everybody's gotta try
but by the laws of this human jungle
only the heartless will survive.
& down thereut for the grace of god
go I.
The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
the hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
the little drunken lives,
driven' through the traffic lights
& away from who they are!
But I've been thinking of you
In this great city of great solitude.
Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
Searchin' for the world I...left behind.
A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
It's all I want& all I miss
but how can I return, to a place that don't exist!!
from Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
I've flown around the world standing
on the wing of a jet.
tryin' to salvage my emotions
from the bottom of the oceans
Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit
Oh the hand that wrote the agony
has just begun
Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
of this gun!!!