Podacter - Die, Yuppie Scum! lyrics

We were stumblin' around the lower east side of Manhattan When a crust punk came up to me and asked to bum a cigarette I said, “Hey man, you've gotta be kidding me” And then he smiled back and called me a yuppie All I ever wanted was a shot in the arm Or a kick in the a** to keep in time To pick myself up and jump in line Like a white elephant into the setting sun I can't seem to see my reflection In the cars that pa** in similar directions I try to clear my head A slow march to the end They all stare at the abyss Just bags of blood and dust and fear Side by side in a transit hearse Waiting for the dark to swallow us Sometimes I sit and wonder if I'm the only one that's tired Slave away our days We're all going the same way They all stare at the abyss Just bags of blood and dust and fear Side by side in a transit hearse Waiting for the dark to swallow us Sometimes I sit and wonder if I'm the only one that's tired Slave away our days We're all going the same way