They're There Testo

How could they let me just wander like this,

Eyes rolling round in dismay.

There's a price on my head, it just hasn't been fixed,

But I think tomorrow it may.


I would drink anything they would sell me here

And not even ask what I pay

I'd walk if they told me the highway was clean

And not even look both ways.



Well the sidewalk is shady, I fully expect

A piano to fall on my head

The music in the street, it sounds good to me now

But it probably sounds better when you're dead.


Don't forget each day your lungs turn more black

Just from the shit in the air.

There's so many people that pass 'cross my eyes,

I almost forget they're there.