Текст песни Spacehog - Crack City
Spacehog - Crack City слова песни
(Live at Coney Island High, NYC; David Bowie)Oh come all you childrenDon`t grab that scabby handIt belongs to Mr. Sniff and TellIt belongs to the candymanDon`t whore your little bodiesTo the worms of paradiseLike Everest it`s fatalIts peaks are cold as iceThey`re riding on the subwaysThey`re riding on the streetsThey`ll ride you down to the guttersThey`ll ride you off your feetGonna hit Crack CityHit Crack CityPiss on the icon monstersWhose guitars bequeath you painThey`ll face you down to their levelWith their addictions and their fast lanesCorrupt with shaky visionsAnd crack and coke and alcoholThey`re just a bunch of assholesWith buttholes for their brainsYou can`t keep on ridingThe pain you know too wellThey`ll ride you down to the gutterThey`ll ride you down to hellGonna hit Crack CityHit Crack CityAnd you the master dealerMay death be on your browMay razors slash your mainlineI`m calling you out right nowMay all your vilest nightmaresConsume your shrunken headMay the ho-ho-hoounds of paranoiaDance upon your stinking bedDon`t look at me you fuckheadThis nation`s turning blueIts stink it fouls the highwaysIts filth it sticks like glueGonna hit Crack CityHit Crack CityThey`ll bury you in velvetAnd we`ll place you undergroundWith the hatred of yourselfAnd the sufferings that conspireTo take your little body And throw it to the foolsOnly your mind can take you out of thisOnly your mind can proveI`m riding on the subwayThe subway down to hellI`ll see you on my journeySee you bid me wellGonna hit Crack CityHit Crack City