17th Street

Seventeenth Street

Ruthless! Ruthless!

Look through the window no one is there

No one is watching and nobody cares

All of your wishes and all of your prayers

Dead in the letters down on the stairs

Dreaming in the counting house

Watching the price per ounce

Dreaming in the counting house

Watching the dead cats bounce

Seventeenth Street

Ruthless! Ruthless!

In chapter seven surrounded by thieves

A thousand cuts later by chapter thirteen

There is a place for you somewhere they say

Down on the sidewalk or far far away

predator, I am game

Citizen is my name

Haunting a shadow house

Watching the dead cats pounce

Seventeenth Street

Ruthless! Ruthless!