War From A Harlots Mouth - Crooks At Your Door lyrics

there is no hope you're living in a concrete cage under black concrete clouds the concrete paths you walk with pride you walk them gagged and folded blind there is no hope - concrete fingers will squash your house there is no hope - concrete teeth will chew your kind there is no hope - your fat from wealth there is no hope - will be ripped out there is no hope - it will feed well there is no hope - the starving wretch i don't want to be nailed to a concrete cross i don't want to obey a concrete god there is a crook at your door with every second ring they want to sell you the world and though it's tempting to give in don't let them in the concrete paths you walk with pride you walk them gagged and folded blind there is no hope your fat from wealth will be ripped out it will feed well the starving wretch i don't want to be nailed to a concrete cross i don't want to obey a concrete god