Subterranean Cities Lyrics

I was broke unstoked and tired
I laid my head down on the hardwood floor and tried
To invoke an ancient rite
From the ether pull out some crucial vibes

Ain't it rough to reside, in the lower manifestations of astral life
Ain't it tough to ride on, with the echelons of Babylon

On the streets at night
I gripped the currency of our plight
From beneath my bed
I sold a dream I'd kept

Await the flood
Here's to the sacrifice
Pour your blood
Everything in the modern world is for sale

We fight to hang out
But the war keeps creeping in
We fight to hang on
But the bombs keep going off

Ain't it rough to reside, in the lower manifestations of astral life
Ain't it tough to ride on, with the echelons of Babylon

Out on the pavement no one seemed overjoyed
Boned out, burned down, blown up, and unemployed
I'm running the gauntlet, but I can feel the abyss
And I'm trying to not fall into the void