Pietasters Freak Show
Kicking time on filthy streets no money left to spend
Still sickened by the night before my brain is on the
mend Way up ahead I see a crowd and flashing blue red
light I run to see the carnage of some hooker who's been
nice It's just a freak show
Never know what's goin' on just happy to exist Drunk
faces on the subway cars who're riding in their piss Oh
where's the space, a waste of time, a waste of energy I'm
locked inside the circus with a thousand casualties It's
just a freak show
Sitting disco pumped and fueled with whores in skin-tight
clothes Some even have a hymen tucked inside their
pantyhose I love the lights, I love the fights and
poverty grotesque Come join me in my big time life and
waste into this mess It's just a freak show...
As I stumble to the home I've carved out of this mess I
think about the foolish ones who dream of happiness To
tell the truth I'm a happy man, and happier I'll be When
I awake to the freak show that is put in front of me It's
just a freak show...
