Something kind of hit me today
  I looked at you and wondered if you saw things my way
    People will hold us to blame
  It hit me today, it hit me today
    We're taking it hard all the time
  Why don't we pass it by?
  Just reply, you've changed your mind
  We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
  Taking it hard, taking it hard
    Yet now
  We feel that we are papers, choking on you nightly
  They tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"
  For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin
  For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
  You're just an ally of the leecher
  Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck-me pumps
  And your nimble dress that trails
  Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
  Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
  We are the dead
    One thing kind of touched me today
    I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
  Pressing our love through the night
    Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
    Now I'm hoping some one will care
  Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
    Trusting on the sons of our love
  That someone will care, someone will care
    But now
  We're today's scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrow's double feature
  Heaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hell
  It's a twenty-four hour service, guaranteed to make you tell
    And the streets are full of press men
  Bent on getting hung and buried
  And the legendary curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt
  Who sucks you while you're sleeping
  It's the theater of financiers
  Count them, fifty 'round a table
  White and dressed to kill
    Oh caress yourself, my juicy
  For my hands have all but withered
  Oh dress yourself my urchin one, for I hear them on the stairs
  Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
    We are the dead
  We are the dead
  We are the dead