Bottles broken under feet and the smell of crime
It don’t mean that much to me, walkin' through the slime
Bottles broken under feet and the smell of crime
It don’t mean that much to me, walkin' through the slime
It’s an eyesore city, it’s an eyesore city
With the bodies and the meat, and the swarming flies
Always running from the heat, and their melting piles
It’s an eyesore city, it’s an eyesore city
It’s an eyesore city, it’s an eyesore city
It’s an eyesore city, it’s an eyesore city