I was broked, unstoked and tired
I laid my head down on the hard wood of floor and tried
To invoke an ancient rite
From the ether pull out some crucial vibes

Ain't it tough to reside, in the lower manifestations of astral life
Ain't it tough to ride on, with the echalons of Babylon

On the streets at night
I gripped the currency of our plight
From beneath my bed
I sold the dream I'd kept

Await the flood
Here's to the sacrifice
Spill your blood
Everything in the modern world is for sale

We fight to hang out
But the war keeps creeping in
We fight to hang on
But the bombs keep going off

Ain't it tough to reside, in the lower manifestations of astral life
Ain't it tough to ride on, with the echalons of Babylon

Out on the pavement no one seemed overjoyed
Boned out, burned down, blown up and uneployed
I'm running the gauntlet, but I can feel the abyss
And I'm trying to not fall into the void

I was broked, unstoked and tired
I laid my head down on the hard wood of floor and tried
To invoke an ancient rite
From the ether pull out some crucial vibes