The Outskirters

Young and attractive. Quote-unquote "old soul"
Down in a cold hole. Playing my controlled role
The world is mine, good and bad. I never sleep. Odd charms
Fire trucks and squad cars. Struggling in god's arms
Tempted and restless. Blood in my arteries
Floods in the armories. Drugs are a part of me
Circus and fun time. The surface is sunshine
Brush your teeth. Stunned police. So much darkness underneath
Parties and funerals. Nurseries and graveyards
Lotteries and robberies. An old couple plays cards
Company and visitors. A frequent surprise on
Weekends. A sequence of secrets and lies
Oddities and prodigies. Fireworks and parades bore me
Same story. All my decisions are made for me
Reading from loose leaf. Misleading. Seduce me
I'm so full of love I'm bleeding profusely...

Concrete and steel. I remember these drums
A chill in the air. In September she comes
Pretty and sad. Trying not to cry
Trying not cry. So pretty and so sad. (2x)

These are my telephone poles, my dark trenches
My broken windows, my park benches
Raccoons and back rooms. Giants and small childrens
Glittering traffic. The outlines of tall buildings
Still, in self defense I kill, yes I will
They make me do things against my will
Some make fun of what I wear, they cut my hair
Goblins and problems - I got my share
And I bitch and complain. I admit that it's strange
Parts of myself that I wish I could change
Insecurities and complexes. X's for marking spots
Complicated beauty of abandoned buildings and parking lots
Sparking thoughts and impulses. Rebellion and upheaval
Tribal. Indescribable pleasure and such evil
Review the proof - crime is going through the roof
Accuse the youth. You'd puke if you knew the truth

Concrete and steel. I remember these drums
A chill in the air. In September she comes
Pretty and sad. Trying not cry
Trying not to cry. So pretty and so sad. (2x)