Anti-City Strategy

For the torso begging on Colaba Causeway

For the green-eyed girl on the street in Mumbai

For the grapefruit tumor that entered the taxi

The bitter reality is far from sexy

Choose the grave of the classes

Choose another guide

Than the old god who committed suicide

Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma

Am the wind that demolished Sodoma

Choose the grave of the classes

Choose another guide

Than the old god who committed suicide

Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma

Am the wind that demolished Sodoma

The blood that gleams on the butcher's knife

Am filtering Ray-Ban philosophy of life

May my bombs smash The City of No Pity

Kings and generals have never been pretty

Am the child's brown teeth

The ribs that broke

The billion lives that never spoke

Broadcast the crucifixion of the poor

Wake the human beings and arm them for war

The Third World War rages below their feet

Information works for their defeat

Before my fur suits the somber ladies

Before my wolf soul belongs to Hades

Bring wind to the forest of the crosses

Comfort the people who suffered the losses

Stop the media murders

Rumour after rumour

Kill the weak

Say it's postmodern humour

Write my thesis with a razor in the face of lies

One word for every hope that dies

The blood-stained brokers die as vampires die

Roll their marble staircase on people that cry

Write my thesis with a razor in the face of lies

One word for every hope that dies

The blood-stained brokers die as vampires die

Roll their marble staircase on people that cry

Hand out the pills, pass the chalice

Let us die to give the animals some peace

Together for the first time let us drink

Extinguish everything or what do you think