The Taxpayers - Cold Hearted Town, Pt. 2 lyrics
[The Taxpayers - Cold Hearted Town, Pt. 2 lyrics]
Thick black smoke hangs low
At mouth-line to most the houses all in ruin
Every other business closed
The acid rain flashes
The smell of rotting meat
Two hundred thousand people living in
Tents along the street
Go buy a suicide connection
Or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog
And only feed him bowls of rice
This is a place of constant anguish
Of suffering and greed
If you can scale the razor
Walls and try to leave
You might get out of this
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted it's a cold hearted town
"Get to the lake, " she sings, "of campfires
And radios, of broken wings, settled fires
And paints get the men their money to
Make the factories move
Raze the mountains and the
Deserts and the lakes"
Go buy a suicide connection
Or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog
And only feed him bowls of rice
This is an idol on a
Hilltop of suffering and pain
If you can scale the razor walls
And try to get away
You might get out of this
You can't get out of this
You just can't erase this place if you try
It's a
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted it's a cold hearted town
At mouth-line to most the houses all in ruin
Every other business closed
The acid rain flashes
The smell of rotting meat
Two hundred thousand people living in
Tents along the street
Go buy a suicide connection
Or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog
And only feed him bowls of rice
This is a place of constant anguish
Of suffering and greed
If you can scale the razor
Walls and try to leave
You might get out of this
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted it's a cold hearted town
"Get to the lake, " she sings, "of campfires
And radios, of broken wings, settled fires
And paints get the men their money to
Make the factories move
Raze the mountains and the
Deserts and the lakes"
Go buy a suicide connection
Or a child for half the price:
You can treat him like a dog
And only feed him bowls of rice
This is an idol on a
Hilltop of suffering and pain
If you can scale the razor walls
And try to get away
You might get out of this
You can't get out of this
You just can't erase this place if you try
It's a
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted cold hearted town
Cold hearted it's a cold hearted town