The Strip Lyrics

It was the first few days of the artificial age

And I wonder when they're gonna let me out of my cage

I got a couple leather scraps strapped to my feet

And it's been three weeks since I've had something to eat

Don't worry about a thing, it's gonna be alright

And buried the corpse of my brother last night

So much smoke you can't see through the day

And I think I hear another missile on its way

I hardly sleep, and you wonder why

And at night, every time, I hear my mother cry

You're gullible, and you're easy to fool

And they just blew up the place that I used to go to school

Even bombs have quotas that they're trying to meet

Never have an empty stomach when you eat concrete

Living in a state where it pays to bleed

And every other nation is a paid deceit

Screaming the name of an obsolete God into wind

So you do unto others what has been done to your kin

It's just another day slipping through my grip

Yeah it's just another day in the life on the strip

Tired in a place where you can never make a stand

My own personal post apocalyptic wasteland

How can one be holy when you're manufacturing sin

Will there be a world left for you to play in

Find myself at the bottom again

That's what happens when you put a price on pain

They say a man suffers until he atones

And the sins of the past are buried beneath the stone

Hardly interested in the proof

And you need the media to metabolize the truth

There's a block in my mind, no aid, no relief

I have a son of my own, and the cycle repeats