there's always dudes talking shit at the bars, there's 
always chicks
throwing up in my car
the bright lights always pick me up, the knife fights 
always pin me down
there's always trash hanging out at the fair, they've 
got roachclips in their hair
i met this girl underneath the stairs, she says she 
won't come up for air
little sister with your stereo sound, crash at my place 
but you can't make a sound
they've got wires in the walls, rats in these halls, 
yeah they've got cops at the malls, they've got the 
spys on our stalls

i met this babe at a rave you know she took to me by 
the stairs
i met this chick at a flick you know she hooked me up 
to the stars
we're all looking for one more cash advance
fat chance on the last dance

says she likes the agnostic front, they've got crazy 
fast guitars
in her car
but you've never seen destitute until you've seen that 
view from my baby's roof
ripped dress and the busted teeth, two weeks maybe we 
should sleep
and we all get freaked out when the guys come around 
with microphones
riot police they've got the megaphones, stuck stickin 
slugs in the telephone
it's a big big city like the rotodome, these baltimore 
homes are all in a row
but there's tension, dissention, everyone divided into 
factions
the newspapers are supressing information, tryna talk 
about the chick with the chalk outline on the side of 
the baltimore beltline

there's always dudes talking shit at the bars, there's 
always chicks throwing up in my car
there's always trash hanging out at the track, they got 
their copenhagen hats