Poverty Train

Last call for the poverty train
 Last call for the poverty train, yeah
 It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip
 And if you don't get beat you got yourself a trip
 You can see the walls roar see your brains on the floor
 Become God, become cripple, become funky and split
 Why was I born
 No, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no
 Oh baby, I just saw the devil and he's smiling at me
 I heard my bones cry devil whys it got to be
 Devil played with my brother, devil drove my mother
 Now all the tears in the gutter are floodin' the sea
 Why was I born
 No, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no
 Oh baby, it looks good and dirty them shiny lights glow
 A million night tramps tricks and tracks will come and go
 You're starving today but who care anyway
 Baby it feels like I'm dyin
 Now I swear there's something better than
 Gettin' off on sweet cocaine
 It feels so good, it feels so good
 Gettin' off the poverty train
 Morning