Strings Of Atlas Slum Parade
Alright now
Ha ha ha
Here they come, just over the way in their tiny little shiny car
Some people call them the users and others just call them fun
They've got their headphones on and they're counting their cash
They're laughing in your face while they're shaking their ass
They've got a whole lot of garbage that they think is cool
But the sexy little thing inside ain't so beautiful
Pretty hate machine, leading them on
Pretty fake machine, leading them on
Pretty hate machine, leading them on
Pretty fake machine, leading them on
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
Here come some more just over the way, with their tired old swaggered walk
Thinking that they run the world, but they just run their mouth
They love to talk
Their fancy shoes just covered in mud, and the people that were under their heel
So much empty space in their cranium, so much time to kill
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
I'm the jester, I'm the joker, I'm a creature in the slum parade
I'm the jester, I'm the joker, I'm a creature in the...
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
In the slum parade
(ha ha ha)
(incoherent voices and police sirens)