Fakers - Toxic City

Rats with wings
Fat at the breast
As the people slump
And eat the bread
The concrete broken
By the sun
And the kids and spit
And Chewing gum

In this toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city

Ain't no jobs to pay your way
Can't get the hours to slave away
Sit and think, it's a fucking bore
Start to stink, stewing in your sores

In this toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city

The sky is black and the sun is grey
None've you fuckers got anything to say

Come on and take a ride
Nothing in my brain, it's fried
Don't even know what to say
Just come on n get away

In this Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city

We're all going down
We'll be underground

Only 4 walls in my house
And I just can't get out
Baby's got a gun
She shoots for fun

In this Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city

The sky is black and the sun is grey
None've you fuckers got anything to say

Spread your seed like a broken gun
When you're all hitched up
You spew love scum
Sprog-like slumber, with your woven tongue
Dumb-dumb sucking, sugar plum

In this Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city
Toxic city

Written by:
Alexander Sabey

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