Scrapyard Songtext / Lyric

Fluorescent strip it buzzes off and on
But everything goes wrong in this scrapyard
You say you care well you did for a minute
While you could afford it in this scrapyard
Your conscience could never compete
With the lure of the street
That runs through this scrapyard

This city doesn’t sleep and the 24 keep
Crawling ‘round the clockface in this scrapyard
Fast food, fast art in with a bullet and out with
The sewerage in this scrapyard
All the lines from far away towns
Lead to this dumping ground
‘Cos the city is a scrapyard

Who’s that you ask but it’s yourself in the glass
My how it’s changed you in this scrapyard
You flick your ash, talk a mountain of trash
And sleep through a car crash, in this scrapyard
Are you sick or well? It’s getting harder to tell
You get immune to the smell of this scrapyard

So stay clean tonight
Because the cemeteries never close
And any junkie of a fool knows
The city is a scrapyard (3×)