They stumble and fall on the streets of despair
on the curbs unwanted babies cry for milk
yet no one wants these *******
so slowly they die of hunger
only preachers do well here
on the streets of despair

Oh look at that puppy crawling with no hind legs
see that sighted person plunge out his eye
these streets this whole city
wow it's full of many god dammed lies
there in the middle of all this pity
I make myself sick and cry

Oh ******* city full of woe
i will pack my bags and then I go
I do get away from this evil tyranny
so there is something left good in me
who would really want to be here
on these streets of despair


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris