Death Song

Every day it comes my way in different shapes and forms

greed, hate and jealousy the faces it adorns

and though I walk the valley in the shadow of my deeds

consideration's always there

the ends to meet the needs

I give you money

you give me death

you think it's funny

I gasp for breath

Tompkins square is everywhere

it's written on the walls

they'll suffocate your real estate

and grab you by your balls

my life is such a living hell

a squatted rotted empty shell

no mistakes to learn

I give you money

you give me death

you think it's funny

I gasp for breath

Watch a cop for us today

an opiate a new decay

your breathing stops this dying day

the big time it killed crusty Dave

we're all alone we miss his heat

and now I feel so incomplete

the death he tasted was so sweet

from womb to tomb the rotting meat

I give you money

you give me death

you think it's funny

I gasp for breath, breath

I give you money

you give me death

you think it's funny

I gasp for breath

I give you money

you give me death

you think it's funny

I gasp for breath