Golgotha Tenement Blues

Machines Of Loving Grace

I am city


I am the park


I am glow in the mother fucking dark


I am shocked and I seethe


I don't want to believe no more


No more


No more


Golgotha tenement


city of sores


Give me your tired and your wicked


Give me your dollar whores


Down on the boulevard children are sold


To pave the way


For your streets of gold


Streets of gold