Clockwork Testo

Oh what to do
What to do when a city has run amuck
Can't tell the surviving from the dying
Can't tell the corrupt from the pure

The gutters are full of blood
From the sex, scum, politics, and whores
Like a beaten child, this city whimpers
Backed into a corner with no one to save it
But there are still few who believe in blocking the hand that bleeds this city dry
Suck it up for the ones that deserve to be alive

Justice is coming to all of us
No matter what the fuck we do
This is not a conquest of men
But of the evils that beset them

It's all so confusing
But yet so simple
The American Dream is condemned
And we're all going down

The gutters are full of blood
From the sex, scum, politics, and whores
Like a beaten child, this city whimpers
But there are still few who believe in blocking the hand that bleeds
That bleeds this city dry

Suck it up for the ones that deserve to be alive Judgement will come not with a gavel
But with a nuclear blast
This utopia was built on horror

It's all so confusing
But yet so simple
The American Dream is condemned
And we're all going down