Tear it up and turn it grey
for the sanitized miles.
Turn it grey and tear it up
for clean-cut faces' dirty smiles.
That's the uptown style, boy--
the predator's call--
so bring your knives and brass knuckles
to the board meeting ball.
I've watched my town follow gridlines
from city parks to parking lots
And I can read the prescription
spray-painted on the Wal-Mart wall
I'd turn away
if I could...
TAKE TWO A DAY
TWO A DAY
WITH A BELLY FULL OF MEAT
WHEN ASPHALT COVERS FUCKING FLESH
AND YOUR DREAMS ARE ALL CONCRETE
TWO A DAY
TAKE TWO A DAY
Then try to get some sleep
where the wires and the tenants wear fatigue.
Turn it up and tear away
all the sanitized grins.
Watch the businessmen play checkers,
watch the crocodiles win.
That's the uptown game, kid--
the alpha wolf's goal--
lap the blood off boardroom tables,
let the necktied heads roll.
They used to watch their kids play there.
Trees, voices, playgrounds are all gone.
And you can see the prescription
spelled out above the mini-malls.
can't run away;
wish you could...
TAKE TWO A DAY
TWO A DAY
OR A MOUTHFUL ALL THEY CARE.
WHEN LIONS LEAVE THE BALLROOM,
THERE WON'T BE ONE BONE TO SPARE.
TAKE TWO A DAY
TWO A DAY
WITH A BELLY FULL OF MEAT.
AMBITION RIPS THROUGH BLOODY FLESH
AND BLEEDS DOLLARS FROM CONCRETE.
TWO A DAY
TAKE TWO A DAY
Then try to get some sleep
where tenants and the wiring are fatigued.
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