I've been drooling. At some mangy scraps of bread. And these hungry voices. Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump. Or the bins at closing time. I'd walk a mile ju
I knew no vices and I knew no sins. I knew the words but they didn't sink in. Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down. There's more of those tunnels in your home town. Fell far from grace,
