Ideological leper, newly planted tower Grows from the ground and spills its guts out on the sidewalk Pseudo politico, flat talk o'clock Rolls past the site of a flesh insurrection Sidestepping creep, hostile slumlord Grabs his cash and hits the road His face is scarred and scabbed like the map of some Desolate wasteland, a speck of neglect Bombed out and leveled, to be cleansed again We'll bury this city in trash Damage deceiver builds up his believers And takes charge Stains half of the sewer with chaos and clover And charred tongues Is this the dumpster of your dreams? And who will be your next trash crusader?