Dr Mathlovsky - Oct Twelve lyrics

Rorschach's journal, October 12th, 1985
Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach
This city's afraid of me, I've seen its true face
The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood
And when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up around their waists
And all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "save us"
And I'll whisper "no"

No

This city's afraid of me
When the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up around their waists
And all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "save us"
And I'll whisper "no"

October 12th, 1985

No