Seventeenth Street
 Ruthless! Ruthless!

 Look through the window no one is there
 No one is watching and nobody cares
 All of your wishes and all of your prayers
 Dead in the letters down on the stairs

 Dreaming in the counting house
 Watching the price per ounce
 Dreaming in the counting house
 Watching the dead cats bounce

 Ruthless! Ruthless!

 In chapter seven surrounded by thieves
 A thousand cuts later by chapter thirteen
 There is a place for you somewhere they say
 Down on the sidewalk or far far away

 predator, I am game
 Citizen is my name
 Haunting a shadow house
 Watching the dead cats pounce

 Seventeenth Street
 Ruthless! Ruthless!