huck a bullet at a bus kill a baby in the ricochet the grievance of my city got me feelin fuckin sick today a lady in a blue dress wag a finger at a litterbug but litter bug just want to dirty up the scene he picked to paint i saw a lady stand in the sand and the wind too much commonality can lead to butting heads what am i to do if i cant have you i burst my lungs under a mushroom moon nothing that i trust will ever have a name on it so i dont trust my gut cause her names engraved on it lady and a litterbug kissin in the avenue reaching for an orange sun thinking of a sadder truth i like my city dirty and i like my thoughts deep and i like the sky scraped and i like the concrete she say the city is a meadow the people are the sheep the city is a meadow the people are the sheep i like my city dirty and i like my thoughts deep and i like the sky scraped and i like the concrete she say the city is a meadow the people are the sheep now gobble up a sunflower regurgitate a piece for me give it up for the heartsick target her murmurs drip with schemes they burn like whiffs of garlic her worship stops midstream my soul looks good on paper yours looks better served on ice no hand hold like water vapor impotent and imprecise i know youre wishing someone could be on your side but at least youre not a victim of your own brain child like me oh i know you wish that someone could be on your side but im hopelessly addicted to my own brain child oh what am i to do if i cant have you i burst my lungs under a mushroom moon  i like my city dirty and i like my thoughts deep and i like the sky scraped and i like the concrete she say the city is a meadow the people are the sheep the city is a meadow the people are the sheep x4 polyphony samy i like my city dirty and i like my thoughts deep and i like the sky scraped and i like the concrete she say the city is a meadow the people are the sheep the city is a meadow the people are the sheep i like my city dirty and i like my thoughts deep and i like the sky scraped and i like the concrete she say the city is a meadow the people are the sheep the city is a meadow the people are the sheep3