There's a man on the corner
Coming on like Moses
Flogging new religion
Like a bunch of plastic roses

He's found his path
To the bleeding heart of Jesus
You tell him
You've found yours

Heir to a future, you never made
There is nothing less amusing
Then the amusement arcade

In a city without a soul
Newspaper boys selling you the hard truth
Lucifer employs idle hands by night and day

Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your eyes

Well, the drunk outside the windy
Is becoming less than friendly
A dog is barking at the moon
The drunk outside the windy
Is becoming less than friendly
A dog is barking at the moon

You want to get away
From the city of lies
Then when you've gone
You want to get back

It is some strange addiction
When you need to put yourself
Back on the rack

Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your eye

Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your

Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
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