American Dream

I live in a decrepit apartment building
In the slums of cesspool city
In a divided and undignified country
On a shit stain planet in a shit stain galaxy

I decide to take a walk and record what I see
My neighbors are a sorry excuse for a couple
He’s a drunk who has father and anger issues
And she’s a quiet mouse who doesn’t hide bruises too well

In an alley way, there’s two lesbians fucking
One’s shrieking to hit harder and harder
And the other is losing their religion
As they kindly oblige

On the sidewalk with a thousand cracks
There’s an old bum coughing up blood
And begging to god to show some fucking mercy
And strike him with lightning or something as quick

Outside of a liquor store, there’s a crack dealer
Selling some shit to a fourteen year old kid
Who’ll probably use too much and OD
But he won’t be the first, or the last

At a four-way intersection, there’s the aftermath
Of a fight between rival gangs over turf
About five dead kids, and the blood’s running off
Into the storm drain

I come upon a mugging of an old lady
But I pretend she doesn’t exist, nor does the mugger
With his arm tattoos, greasy, long hair and beard
And look of murder in his dead eyes

Then I’m on a hill, overlooking the entire city
Untouched by the filth it witnesses before it
I’m so tired; I could lie down on the pure green grass
Fall asleep, and die not feeling scared at all