This is a mean and cold town,
I hate this f*****g place.
Watch the rats as they all drown,
Dying slowly day by
day.
Decrepit and falling down,
Cesspool of human waste.
Swallow profit in deep now
In death you'll finally know the
taste.
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
You f*****g hypocrite,
But hooks
in lips they do not lie.
Compassion served not on your plate,
How many of them have you watched die?
I can't sing you a happy
song,
I can't write you a sing-a-long,
The only catchy hook I've got,
Is the one in my bleeding gut.
Burn it down
Burn
it down
There are no souls left here to save.
Forgotten, lost angels, long disgraced.
Dead stares, dead eyes,
Choked
hopes and vacant minds,
Blank words, blank lives,
The end result of endless lies.
There's no angels here,
To get lost in
the first place
Jackhammer a fault line,
Pray for earthquakes.
Mulholland's on fire,
And my cig started it.
'92 should have
burnt this f****r down,
We're here to finish it.
I'm not impressed by much here,
Much less what you have to say.
Don't
give a f**k who you know,
I just want to leave this hellhole
Know that you mean nothing to me,
Nor the lies that seep from
your teeth.
Won't p**s on you if you're on fire,
One more self-important liar.
Burn it down.
Burn it down.
There
are no souls left here to save
Forgotten lost angels long disgraces
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn it
Burn it, burn
it
Burn it down