Bleary

let my bleary eyes become

crusted over

let me watch the film of

mucous so I

see a better life

for me for you for I




the city will support you

living underground

the city will deport you

if you try to look around




look at him lurking

pray to god he’s fine

I’m blind

to survive




then I ran into a festival of hopeless

brigadiers in gaudy vibrant

scarves and suits and ties

oh gee oh boy oh my




the city’s leather boots will

put you underground

the city’s got a million

ways to get around




the rats and pigs all fix a mighty feast

and dine

and cry

“you’re mine”



the city will support you

living underground

the city will deport you

if you try to look around




the streets cry and

make you wanna die

so die

to survive




now the stripper’s out to dinner

with her lover

while her husband grabs the

key from her and

gives her a kiss goodbye

blind to what’s in her eyes




the city can turn any

life into a lie

the city breaks the heart of

anyone who tries




mercy calls and

begs for a penny while

I avert my eyes

go blind