In the streets - the streets of Babylon
All the cats are screaming at the dogs
and the dogs aren't even listening
And the rush hour traffic doesn't care
about the road kill scattered everywhere
So why should You give a damn about them?
But You do..
In the back seat - the back seat of my ride
I start to wonder:
is there anyone that I really care for as much as I love myself?
And in the middle of all my filthy lies
All my cursing, and my perverted mind
Why should You give a damn about me?
But You do..
All the cats are screaming at the dogs
and the dogs aren't even listening
And the rush hour traffic doesn't care
about the road kill scattered everywhere
So why should You give a damn about them?
But You do..
In the back seat - the back seat of my ride
I start to wonder:
is there anyone that I really care for as much as I love myself?
And in the middle of all my filthy lies
All my cursing, and my perverted mind
Why should You give a damn about me?
But You do..