Versuri Jaya The Cat - Voice Of The Poor
and when you said it was gonna be alright we almost believed you it's the voice of the poor in a dying land the drunken the drugged and the damned emergency broadcast straight outta babylon system as the night comes in and it seems like sometimes that you're never gonna win and it all comes apart in the end punch the clock and you suffer in silence knifemarks on the barstool spell out your sentence the table’s fixed so take what you can get they comp your drinks while they steal your chips it's just a handout given with a fist forced inoculation from self improvement sometimes you take just what you can get and if you rock the boat only you get wet you want answers? so the f**k do i! you got problems? get the f**k in line! and this world seems wicked and unpure everyday you wake up it's just like a war it's the voice of the poor in a dying land the drunken the drugged and the damned live and direct thru the radio silence out into the emptiness and as the rain falls over the faithless i know there's a way but i just can't explain it nothing to offer nothing to give happiness in this world is so g*****n expensive lockdown the borders but the lines stay open mainframe is hacked and the code is broken shots ring out in the financial district as the words of the profits are twisted they died for your sins but the bills keep comin’ in and it's never gonna end.