Standin' on the corner Alone with the wind Cocaine in his system And it's colder then it's ever been You know sometimes all the cruelty In the world just descends Down upon the man in high heels For no reason Scratch card rub off silver Is the j**el beneath his nails His skin is bar room shark fin His lashes are sardine tails He knows some night, somehow, somewhere Somebody gonna wish to end The life of Feather Boa for no reason Born to be a witness Born to doubt the cross Born to s** a man off And sleep upon his loss Cry stoically through sh** storms As his veins collapse and die This dick between my legs just makes me cry Promenade in snow flakes Feather Boa and the wind It's four AM on Sunday And it's harder then it's ever been You know sometimes Just a whisper From the god of hope descends And doubles back to these types For a reason Born to be a witness Born to doubt the cross Born to s** a man off And sleep upon his loss Cry stoically through sh** storms As his veins collapse and die That dick between your legs just makes me cry