No Redeeming Social Value - A.S.P.C.A.

Текст песни

Opened the door
I could smell the death
They buzz me in
I take a deep breath
Walk down the strip
All eyes on me
A grasp of freedom is all they seek
They can’t escape
Time decides their fate
It’s just another way
To release the hate
Exit the place
My eyes see red
«have a nice day»
Is what the lady said
What a crime, they get the short end of the stick
Picked up against their will and they get dicked