Acres of hopeless spin out from the city The traffic lights dont work to blink Three generations of lead poison crazy Took undernourished to think Armchair messiahs too scared to drive through here Somebodys got some explaining to do here (Oh how they burn) Who put the stars in my eyes? (Oh how they burn) Who put the stars in my eyes? (Oh how they burn) How they burn Dont sweat the grand cause they lie on the stand And its only your word against his Serving, protecting, extortion collecting But try calling that what it is Safe in a system that pays by the hour Whos gonna miss some abuses of power? Out on the town tonight, cursing my name Or home alone wondering why Searching in vain for a shoulder to blame And hoping that youre not the guy Losing to win, the survivors prevail Here in the world of constructive betrayal