Beck - Outcome lyrics

Seventeen years in the city Static clinging to the ceiling Never did i think it would come to this (outcome is different than i expected) Never did i think it would come to this (outcome is different than i expected) Bright cops and cheerleaders Eyebrows painted on their heads A mouthfull of rotting cavities Drinking c**a-cola in the street Never did i think it would come to this (outcome is different than i expected) Never did i think it would come to this (outcome is different than i expected) Shot in the leg Shot in the leg My leg is a bone Nobody home My hand is a wire The skies are fire The drums are beating Pistols and jeans Left for dead Left for dead Left for dead Dead as a fly