The Walkabouts - Before This City Wakes lyrics

At the cinema of flames I work the swing shift When I get off I am inclined to drift Through the downtown So many victims of pleasure That I've stopped counting Soldiers of joy Getting' hammered at the fountain Near the cathouse They're playing techno calypso At the apocalyptic disco But I stand outside Just to stare down the slithering crowd Divide and conquer Is the new mathematics But it's as old as the hills On which all the mansions die proud I'm gonna waste Everything that you hate Before this city wakes I keep spittin' out The first things that come to my head A blistering list Of the who, what, the when And the wherefore These times are stammers And jitters, and echoes A silence disfigured A stupor born ranting Like a stuck pig Got my favorite booth At an all night diner And you've probably seen me On a jagged, all-nighter Mumblin' senseless Assa**ination is the privilege of princes But I'm getting sick of how everyone winces When I'm close Tomorrow let's meet And I'll show you around And I'll show you all the sh** That I couldn't tear down With my bare hands